Ah, an important part of my counterexample to cyberpsychosis that got left out, is that cyber-soccer-mom's metal was installed before she was conscious again in a more than drifting-on-a-cloud-of-the-good-drugs way, so she didn't have the "wake up in a hospital, my nose itches, why isn't my arm responding? OH GOD NO ARMS!" experience. That's not to say that suddenly having, say, a 15-20% reduction in sense of touch from the all-over synthetic replacement skin and having it match the color that was on your driver's license photo from three years ago isn't a shock, and had she really picked up taht many laugh lines? So strange - but with cybernetics developed to the point that getting some installed is expected to increase a mook street thug to a miniboss with just a couple of days to recover, it makes NO GODDAMN SENSE AT ALL that a competent, reputable cyberdoc can't make quality of life issues next to a nonissue if the main point is compensating for drastic injuries.
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows