self care
On one hand, I was just about able to survive -- but on the other, I was running myself ragged.
pelvic exam
The room was now crowded with THREE medical students, my doctor talking them through what he was doing, and a nurse guarding the door. I felt like they were watching MTV's "True Life: I'm Louise's Vagina".
creative slump
I call these “inspiration breaks,” or “productive procrastination.”

Jul 2, 2014 at 5:00pm | 20 comments

Young people represent an increasing percentage of stroke patients but are often misdiagnosed because we’re just not supposed to be old enough to have strokes.
I attempt to clear my head, which is about a ridiculous a request as someone asking that New York City smell a little bit better.
getting enough sleep
I turn to sugar when I’m sad, I turn to sugar when I’m psyched, I turn to sugar when I’m bored. I know using sweets to comfort myself might not be healthy -- I just don't really see a cause for alarm.
I've already spent $1,300 to get my ankle tattoo removed and I'm not even finished. And the pain. Don't get me started on the pain.

Jun 24, 2014 at 3:00pm | 247 comments

self care
Everybody deserves to self-care and everybody can do it.
I spend a ton of time outside. Couple that with the fact that I'm nearing 30, and well, I've become a bit of a wrinkle-a-phobe.
binge eating
No food is health food when you're not healthy about how you're eating it.
I think it's fun to know how what I eat will affect my organs -- and what is your vagina if not the best organ ever?

Jun 16, 2014 at 10:00am | 108 comments

sleep challenge
Chronic lack of sleep is linked to a whole bag of problems.
birth control
Birth control is still stigmatized in the US, and that's bound to make patients uncomfortable when asking for information.
I am not anti-modern medicine by any grounds, but I like to explore what nature can provide for us in terms of preventative and acute health care.
mental health
By starving, I was killing myself to be anything but the person I was.
Have you ever woken up to the smell of your own blood and vomit warm on your chest? I cannot not recommend this highly enough.

Jun 9, 2014 at 5:00pm | 114 comments

Within two weeks of my son’s birth, women across New York City started emptying the contents of their freezers into my husband’s oversized camping backpack.
After the tenth time I triggered my apartment’s smoke detector from a frantic, germ-blasting, Jacuzzi-temperature shower, I knew things had gotten out of control.
I see expiration dates as suggestions.

Jun 2, 2014 at 3:00pm | 171 comments

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