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Tour de Force - Aiming for the Mayo Clinic

Friends,

Blogs, Twitter, Facebook, Google+ ... social networking is an oddly impersonal way of trying to make personal connections, and making that connection is what I'm hoping to do when I say — I need your vote. The Mayo Clinic is holding a summit in October focusing on the role of social media in health care. I desperately want to go and consequently am competing for one of five scholarships that will allow me to do so. The competition is based on a 700-word essay, which is posted and open for "likes" and comments until Aug. 17. The downside is that one must register to be part of the Mayo Clinic's social networking site, which I realize is not of great interest to those who are not wrapped up in their medical care or in caring for someone else. But if nothing else, those who register with the network will have a chance to read about all kinds of freaky diseases and get scared out of their wits that they have them all. It will be awesome. So please, take a few moments and, if you choose, send a vote or comment my way on the Mayo Clinic site. My essay was cobbled together from thoughts that were first published here, so in a way each reader who votes can feel personally vested.

Thanks,

The Afternoon Napper

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