In the early 2000s on the Hawaiian island of Oahu, a healthcare group was having trouble improving health outcomes for certain populations of native peoples. The problem they were trying to solve was not unique - this population of native peoples tended to be obese, have high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and died young - … Continue reading Doctors: How do you best help patients? Try asking questions.
My earliest memories start around three or four. In one, I have climbed up a wooden fence, trying to balance my weight against the top while I reach out to feed a neighbor’s horse, that I have named Cow, a piece of my apple. In another, I am wandering down the street back toward our … Continue reading On not being allowed to love.
In case you missed it, a movie called Black Panther came out last week and it is uh... kind of a big deal. I saw the movie in New York on opening night, surrounded by excited fellow movie-goers adorned in kente cloth and other African prints. So what was it like for me, as a white … Continue reading What it was like for a white woman to watch Black Panther.
TL:DR - this goddamn documentary kept me in a state of rage for about 30% of the thing, rolling my eyes for another 45%, and mumbling "fine, whatever, that's valid" to myself for the other 25%. I've yet to find a nutrition documentary that I think accurately represents the topic because Do-Your-Own-Research-Because-Every-Human-Body-Needs-Specific-Kinds-of-Fuel-and-You-Must-Learn-Whats-Best-For-Yours wouldn't sell. These … Continue reading I watched the bullshit documentary What the Health so you don’t have to.
Mitch McConnell, ol' wax turtle lookin' ass himself, is one of the major supporters of the Special Diabetes Program, a critical program that provides $150 million annually for type 1 diabetes research at the National Institutes of Health. One great action. Check. He also just struck down the call to get a special prosecutor or independent commission … Continue reading My justice is more important than yours.
I'm not a parent, but I am the big sister of a kid whose dad walked out on him when he was a baby so I got used to him accidentally calling me mom. I was twelve and a half when he was born. It was a few weeks before Thanksgiving of 1999. He looked like an alien, … Continue reading We create these broken families.
On Saturday, April 8th, my friend Abeku Wilson, in his mid-30s, was fired from his job and in a fit of anger, stormed back into the gym in which he was previously employed as a personal trainer, shot and killed two people, then committed suicide. Two days later, on Monday, April 10th, an acquaintance from … Continue reading Angry & Sad: Because yes, they can coexist.
My immune system attacked my body when I was 10, resulting in a loss of ability to make a crucial hormone called insulin, which turns the food you eat into fuel for your body. Without insulin, the sugar from your food compounds in your blood stream, quickly poisoning you from within. Before 1921, this event … Continue reading What it’s like to watch people die from your disease.
My entire life and being could be summed up by this – I do absolutely nothing halfway. If I’m going to get sick, I’m going to get SUPER sick. If I’m going to break my ankle, I’m going to break it the most it can possibly be broken. If I'm going to be an awkward … Continue reading Only love is real.
A few caveats before we go into this: 1) I'm fine. I'm not writing this from a place of current pain. It's just something I've wanted to put on 'paper' for a while. 2) To the person who was involved, we are absolutely good. Life is an amazing teacher and I'm grateful for all of … Continue reading On heartbreak.