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Albinism: The Gift of Gold
This is a story from South Africa, but if any USA readers start to feel smug, remember that our TV networks won't even show the Paralympics.
My Stepson Has Cancer
Terrible news make a family stronger.
CT Scan: Heart or Spleen
What can you learn in a waiting room?
Dementia: Finding a Place
Her only comment was "I've come to this."
Traumatic Brain Injury  personal story
Many times people have asked me if I had near-death experiences, or if I suffered while in coma.
Spina Bifida The Meanest Mom
It was the same story when I was four years old, when my mother drove away and left me standing alone at the door of my preschool to walk home alone using my first pair of crutches.
Poland Syndrome: One Breast Woman?
Puberty is hard enough when everything's "normal"...
When Depression Swallowed Me
I knew that I had lost it. The ability to keep emotions under control had gone. In fact, I had absolutely no idea where my life was heading to. Miserable, wretched, and pathetic.
Aging: Dental Correction
You’re not that old, are you?” That’s what many people used to say back when Clairol and I kept my graying hair a medium shade of blonde. When I decided to help the environment, and possibly myself, by reducing my use of chemicals, I quit cold turkey...
You&Me America's Medical Magazine
We're excited about our new look, and trying out facebook comments and social media sharing with our magazine.
Bullous Pemphigoid personal story
Two things I've always wanted to avoid- poor health in my old age and being dependent on medication.
Polio: Fear Itself
Polio was once one of the most feared childhood diseases...a repost from our archive of excellent medical experience stories.
cholestasis of pregnancy
Pregnancy was driving me crazy. At 36 weeks I wanted to jump out of my skin; I was itchy all over.
The Dangers of Diabetes
When mum recovered from surgery, she realised that her leg was missing. She was very sad, angry and blamed my father for conspiring to have her leg amputated.
Trichotillomania: Picking Purgatory
I was born into a middle-class family in the heartland of America in1952 and grew up with undiagnosed trichotillomania. For over forty years I honestly believed that I was the only person on the planet who pulled out her eyelashes.
Numbness: Glioblastoma Multiforme
I remember the day like it was yesterday. Ring. Hello? Liz, (it’s my sister) mom has a mass on the left side of her brain. Numbness. . . .
weight loss and bipolar disorder
When I was sixteen, I was slender. I have photographic evidence.
Miscarriage: The Silent Sorrow
If there's a recurring theme in miscarriage, it's that it seems nobody wants to hear about it or understands your loss.