Eight weeks into recovering from a mild traumatic brain injury (TBI), I’m finding joy in not getting caught up in the usual seasonal mania.
What’s a political junkie to do? The film version of “Frost/Nixon” is out this month, and the touring play is coming to the State Theatre in Minneapolis from Jan. 6 to 11.
Is it possible that happiness is contagious? A recent study reported in the British Medical Journal takes a stab at understanding the dynamics of this most elusive of feelings.
Take my Flu Quiz today. If you get a perfect score, you can feel good about your knowledge. If you want to feel good all winter, however, get vaccinated.
As a former colleague zipped up my boots the other day so that I wouldn’t risk another brain injury by bending down, I slyly remarked: “Hmm, wonder how long I can milk this?”
The longer I practice medicine, the more I am dumbstruck by the schism between which medications and therapies really work, and the medicine most commonly practiced.
I’m not supposed to be writing this. I’m supposed to be letting my brain rest. My brain is recovering from a subarachnoid hemorrhage, and I’m supposed to be letting the blood be reabsorbed into my brain.
The incidence of rheumatoid arthritis among American women has unexpectedly jumped in recent years, according to new research from Mayo Clinic investigators.
A health-conscious way to celebrate turning 50 is to drink a gallon of a salty, citrusy-tasting electrolyte solution, then find yourself a couple of rolls of toilet paper and wait for its effect.
By Susan Perry | Tuesday, Oct.
If you think modern medicine has all the details of basic nutrition worked out, think again.
By Casey Selix | Thursday, Oct. 16, 2008
NEW YORK — Three days after the Dow dove below 8,000, three businesslike fellows managed to make some money on Wall Street — by standing on it.
Some of the tragicomedy on television is unscripted, as when a news report showing Hurricane Gustav filing its fangs on the Louisiana coast segued to an advertisement for the erectile-dysfunction drug Cialis.
Remember the lyric you sang as a kid while you decapitated yet another dandelion? “Mama had a baby and her HEAD popped off!” Well, mama took a quinolone and her Achilles tendon popped off.
This year, I arrived at the Minnesota Great Get-Together armed with details because Janet, Carol and Mark had already spent at least one 12-hour day scoping out every piece of seed art and every scarecrow in the Agriculture Building, every quilt and
Ever since the stunning 2002 findings from the massive, randomized, double-blinded Women’s Health Initiative study, hormone therapy as a “treatment” for menopause has been on life support.
The ad couple often credited with unraveling the Clinton administration’s health reforms now want the next president to act.
The State Fair is coming up, which makes me think of one of those Midway-style booths where, for a buck or two, a carnie with a startling degree of gum recession will guess your age or weight. If he’s right, he keeps all the money.
Hardly a week goes by, it seems, without a press release regarding a new vitamin D study appearing in my email box.
On Wednesday, the Minnesota Department of Health reported that a 10-month-old child in Hennepin County had been diagnosed with measles.