The hardest part has been the self-esteem blow that gaining 100 pounds has given me. I am learning, slowly, to be kinder to myself, and not beat myself up. I was taking that medication in the hopes that I could become better.
Despite being primary care givers, girls typically have less education and even lesser access to scientifically based information.
Every runner who navigates the cold and windy marathon course through the five boroughs of New York City this Sunday has a chance to do something inspirational. With the right training, the right attitude, and a dose of inspiration, you too can run the race of a lifetime.
Although only a sub-set of the population of medical students will choose cancer as their specialty, it is essential that all medical students have a basic understanding of the biological, social, and psychological issues surrounding cancer and its treatment.
When we decided to tie the knot, we jumped in and did it three times. This last ceremony was the biggest and most special one of all, and it happened on Halloween. Every year since, we don't just celebrate our wedding anniversary for one day -- but all month long.
While the mental illness recovery movement has yet to come up with such a clever way of raising awareness that reaches millions of people, we do have one powerful tool: our own stories.
I was moved to showcase these women in hopes that women would draw strength, courage, and hope from these stories.
Just because someone is on a diet does not mean that they cannot give in to some indulgences. Doing so actually helps dieters adhere to their overall diet plan long-term. So don't rain on a dieter's parade by making them feel guilty for trying to enjoy a little planned treat.
But with a little creativity, holidays like Halloween could become opportunities to teach kids that healthful eating can be both fun and delicious. While we can't save them from every villain, we can cast a healthy spell that will protect them from the worst of the real world's dastardly demons.
Of course, being conscious of our fertility is a good thing, especially for women who want children one day. But being conscious is quite different than being panicked. The current conversation around fertility is telling women they should fear their declining fertility.
This is a crisis that is so vast, with needs so great, with potential consequences so dire, that no country can afford to stand on the sidelines. A few are doing a lot. But a lot are doing very little, or nothing at all. It is well past time to join what is a historic, groundbreaking, lifesaving mission -- a noble mission.
As we go from ignoring our bodies to opening up a dialogue with them, we naturally start to make decisions out of love for our bodies.
Don't simply donate to the cause. Be a crusader for you own cause. Know your breasts. Take note of changes. Trust your instincts. And, should you ever hear the dreaded words she did, "You have cancer," know that you're not alone.
It's that time of year when tricks and treats seem to find their way into your pantry, much to the dismay of your weight loss and health goals.
To be sure, ADHD can make it difficult for students to pay attention in class and organize their lives. The importance of learning key attentional control skills should not be undervalued. But let's not throw out the baby with the bathwater.
Debates in the medical community about the value of an annual mammogram contribute to an environment where women are unsure of what's best for their health. And, frankly, that's inexcusable.
The bottom line is, sometimes there is no good news. But all news should still be delivered with kindness and compassion.
In a pose, right at the edge of going too far and falling out of the pose is exactly where you will keep growing and transforming the body and mind. So give up the ego and give yourself permission to fall. And if you do fall out, smile. It will ease the bruise to the ego.
I thought I'd be sad, but when I woke up that morning it just felt right. Sometimes it pays to follow your instincts. If I'd rushed to shave earlier in my diagnosis, this would have been a completely different article, titled "What The F*ck Did I Just Do?!"