I just arrived in Auckland, New Zealand, after a few very pleasant days in Australia, which is just coming out of a pleasant winter and heading into an even more pleasant spring. Did I mention it's very pleasant there? It's a country where the people are as sunny as the weather. They're upbeat, social, outgoing, gregarious, eager to connect and engage. And yet they're not immune to some of the same darker trends confronting other countries. Australia may be geographically isolated from the rest of the world, but they're right in the middle with the rest of us in facing the roadblocks that keep us from living a healthy life -- from overwork and exhaustion to burnout and stress, all amplified by technology. And Australia has its own traditions and unique ways of getting around these roadblocks -- from a vibrant beach culture to the ancient Aboriginal concept of "Dreamtime."
Addiction proliferates behind walls. It feeds off the delusion of our separateness. We suffer in silence and too often recover in a shroud of secrecy. Although I would never judge any teacher who is unwilling to sacrifice anonymity in order to tell their story of recovery, I also think it's necessary to be honest with ourselves about what keeps us from sharing more often. I think we'd be pleasantly surprised to see how much our students would gain when we stop obsessing so much about what we might lose.
While many of the health effects of binge eating on veterans are similar to what has been found in civilian populations, it is clear that the disorder doesn't affect them exactly the same.
If we've read evidence supporting our management decisions, let's own it by truly referring to the literature. But if we are only vaguely aware of research that supports a questioned decision, without first taking time to read the evidence and/or supporting editorials and guidelines, let us not sugar-coat our lack of due diligence.
Some of my friends brag about how little sleep they get, as if depriving oneself of the ability to function fully is something to be proud of. Perhaps I could survive without my meds, but would I have been able to graduate college? I don't just want to survive, I want to thrive.
Trust me, no one wants to feel as miserable as this, especially not during what should be one of the most joyous times of life. I am a survivor and my children are too, and while HG is robbing me of life right now, I know in the end we will come out strong.
This is a manageable public health crisis that we know how to solve, but doing so requires our focus, our attention, our resolve and our resources, tools that only the United States has.
While the environment can be powerful, its negative effects are primarily man-made. Everything we put in the environment impacts our surroundings and inevitably, human health.
Eating more seafood can be surprisingly simple. To eat fish and seafood twice a week, consider these tips.
Don't drink everything in sight. Those volunteers holding tiny dentist cups of Gatorade seem like angels from above when you are parched and sweaty, but resist temptation.
The day when we all eventually do age is real, is out there, is waiting for each and every one of us. It comes even when you feel younger than your years, even when you truly believe that age is just a number and that you are only as old as you feel.
I think that is the confounding thing about depression that is not situational, that just comes and goes with nary a reason -- I don't understand it either, and I always have this underlying feeling when it is happening that this just isn't me.
You want to make a change, but don't know how to do it. You want to reach out and expand your social circle, but are worried about the comments from the people you're typically around and can't begin to imagine how to get started anyway.
Unfortunately, it is too late for Jenny. I hope it's not too late for someone else who happens to read this letter. I don't want to lose another child, friend, family member or stranger to the pain of hopelessness.
A review of the medical literature shows why colonoscopy has been considered the gold standard for colorectal cancer screening and why it should be recommended for all patients eligible to undergo the test.
It's OK that I'm not where I want to be with my business. It's OK that I hide like a coward from taking that bigger step. It's OK that I still occasionally believe the crappy thoughts I think about myself and others. I am where I am, I'm on my way. I'm noticing. I'm realizing my self.
I am honored to have worked with these families, and to have been able to take their journey with them, out of the darkness and back into the light.
Today, we give priority to discussing suicide after tragedy strikes, but then we yank it away weeks later. The light fades and progress goes on the back burner until next time. I can't be the only one to recognize this pattern.
If the words internal cleanse have you anticipating a week of ingesting bottles of cayenne pepper, lemon and maple syrup, and it gives you the dreads, then read on.