My LRF colleagues and friends come back to the Lymphomathons each year, and will keep coming back until we see only yellow shirts; and we will continue to visit legislators for funding and vital cancer legislation.
Everyone comes to Washington to change the world. We all want to do something that matters. My friend, here is a rare opportunities to do something that matters in the life of desperate parents, dreaming of a cure for their child.
Black people bear the brunt of this epidemic. We are 13% of the population, but about half of the estimated 1.2 million Americans living with HIV/AIDS, nearly half of new HIV cases, and half of annual AIDS-related deaths in this country are Black.
For however long I can remember, there was always that ominous threat of the "C" word. I don't believe there was ever a family get-together without the mention of cancer. My family carries the mutated BRCA1 gene.
Many of the colonized people in the world share a belief: that when our colonizers leave, they intentionally leave behind a chaotic situation destined for more conflict, thereby ensuring post-colonial strife.
Despite affecting more Americans than multiple sclerosis, cerebral palsy, muscular dystrophy, and Parkinson's disease combined, funding for epilepsy research continues to lag behind other neurological disorders.