This year's version of their annual breast cancer fundraiser includes a coterie of Food Network stars and is hosted by Guy Fieri, beloved for his Diners, Drive-ins and Dives.
Just hours before Kristene, my wife of 28 years died from breast cancer, a man named Epi Rodriguez, himself a widower, saved my life by forewarning me about grief that would haunt me.
Today as I go to the polls to cast my vote, I stand in line as a citizen, a taxpayer, a voter, a woman, a mother and a breast cancer survivor. All those characteristics play a role in my decision to declare my support for one of these candidates.
While these early studies on melatonin are truly exciting and indicate a potential wide array of health benefits, I am excited to see further studies that will help to clarify these possibilities.
That amazing hormone estrogen is believed to be what's happening here. Alcohol raises levels of estrogen in postmenopausal women, and for the bones and the heart, that's a good thing. For breasts, not so much.
by guest blogger Isaac Eliaz, MD, MS, LAc, integrative medicine pioneer Over the past decade, real progress has been mad...
I was diagnosed with breast cancer in August 2006. Treatment -- lumpectomy, chemo and radiation -- lasted for more than a year. During my illness I found poetry -- both reading and writing it -- was cathartic.
Talk to her, I thought. Talk to her. Normally, I don't strike up conversations with perfect strangers but there was something about the woman waiting for the elevator with me at the medical complex. I couldn't ignore the voice in my head any longer.
If you look at the amount of money raised both on a federal and private level for breast cancer research, it is very disproportionate to that of childhood cancer.
As nonprofits, we seek a diversified and balanced portfolio, so that if one revenue stream should wane, the others are strong enough to pick up the slack. But we must be careful from whom and where we might accept corporate contributions.
I still feel grateful for Lance Armstrong. He did more than start a foundation and raise some money. He helped transform the way America views life after cancer.
Once when I was leaving a restaurant after a nice lunch with friends, I turned back to see one of my pals crying into her hands as others consoled her. Someone once told me that having cancer is like being at your own funeral. At that moment, that is exactly how I felt.
I just finished a new book (published by Rodale!) by Margaret I. Cuomo, MD, called A ...
Time has inexorably pushed me down, out... and across that amorphous line where a woman goes from being prey to being invisible. Never again will a construction worker yell at me to show him my tits, no matter how drunk he is. You wouldn't think I would miss that.
Billy Koehler died on March 7, 2009, for lack of health insurance. Mitt Romney said on October 10, 2012, that's impossible.
Is it some kind of sick joke that cans lined with a chemical linked to cancer are sporting pink ribbons?