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Bebe Moore: Mental Health means more

As featured in HBCU Lifestyles  

http://hbculifestyle.com/contributor-hbcus-addressing-anxiety-emotional-stress-among-students/

African American college students should applaud the vocal example of Bebe Moore Campbell. In an age where rap stars and NBA athletes are the most celebrated heroes, it is with good cause that we lift up a woman whose advocacy was intended to help so many.

Prior to her untimely death in 2006, the bestselling author penned nine books and served as a remarkable ambassador for mental health awareness.

In 2008 the US House of Representatives proclaimed July as Bebe Moore Campbell National Minority Mental Health Awareness Month. 

 A strong base of Campbell’s readers included women and college students who helped her rise to literary fame by indulging in Your Blues Ain’t Like Mine and The 72 Hour Hold which chronicled the life of a mother of seven trying to cope with her daughter’s bipolar episodes. Readers identified with crisis themes and the ease by which Moore gave life to misunderstood complexities, but for African Americans, mental illness is a subject that too many families don’t want to broach. Continue Reading »

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African Americans and Cancer: Dispelling Myths

This blog is featured in HBCU Lifestyles and is No. 1 in a series on

African Americans and Cancer.

http://hbculifestyle.com/african-americans-and-cancer-dispelling-myths/

Cancer is no respecter of persons. Anyone can be diagnosed with the often deadly disease which is commonly misunderstood, misrepresented, and adversely affects the African American population at a rate faster than any other ethnicity.

Women, children, the elderly, middle-class or wealthy, and the ever growing populous of impoverished Americans are all targets. Continue Reading »

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Nurse spots cancer on Facebook picture | News | Nursing Times

Nurse spots cancer on Facebook picture | News | Nursing Times.

Nurses can do no wrong. I bow to them and worship their clunky clogs and faddish Kimora Lee “Baby Phat” scrubs.  They own an impressive clinical swagger that’s rarely mimicked by their more high-income indulgent,  physician colleagues or the low totem pole physical therapists and Medical Assistants. Don’t get me wrong. I appreciate all medical professionals, but nurses just rock!

Nurses are the essential human difference between getting a skillfully inserted IV  followed by the drug-dripping, soul-satisfying pain relief they slowly inject in carefully prescribed units of measure. A really GOOD nurse does all of the above without getting a speck of blood on your clothes or sheets (blood spills suck).

Nurses are cool.

They know where to find the  popsicle, apple juice, and graham cracker stash and they speak “English” so you have an adequate translator after your physician offers you grim diagnosis or hurried instructions you can’t decipher. On many occasion I’ve sat stymied by medical jargon only to anxiously inquire, “Where’s the nurse?”

The above link intrigued me because it showcases a nurse doing what her profession teaches and instructs her do best: snoop and uncover.  On this occasion, a nurse was perusing photos on her friend’s Facebook page when she noticed a distinctive feature in a child’s pupil. I won’t ruin the reveal because reading is fundamental to individual learning.  However, allow me to interject that  in social media slang, such activity is deemed “profile wall-stalking,”

I gladly welcome the peering eyes of a certification-earned stalker like the subjected nurse. She snooped and while a child does lose partial eyesight, a cancer is found and a life is extended.

How cool is that?  Nurse cool.

Penny Dickerson 2011

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Fishy report saves a woman’s heart.

Frying food in the south is practically law. On Fridays we fry fish. On Sundays we fry chicken. During the week, we indulge in fried wings and fried french fries in plastic baskets lined with cheap paper; oysters are apt prey, green tomatoes and okra are edible companions, corn is a bacon-seasoned target & shrimp? Chile hush.

It’s the south, and generally (generally) all of the above are happily doused with a sodium-soaking sauce that’s red, hot, vinegar tinged and meant to be single-finger licked followed by the soft utterance: Mmmmm.

We mean no harm. Food is a social magnet, and southern women are known for being phenomenal hostesses and chatty, but pleasant butterflies. Despite our niceties, eating fine foods that have been emerged in hot grease is highly detrimental to every woman’s heart.

“Heart Disease: number one killer of women.”

http://www.newsroom.heart.org/index.php?s=43&item=669

The woman in this photo image displays fried fish in her right hand and fried chicken in her left. I won’t get into  preparation of the vegetables, but unequivocally, the fish is fried. It’s golden brown and pretty, but not the standard for good heart-health. Continue Reading »

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Thyroid Cancer and Mammograms (Challenging Dr. OZ)

Link to Dr. Oz article

http://www.doctoroz.com/question?query=thyroid+cancer+and+mammograms&qa=1

Link to clarification and challenge by the Elizabeth Wende Breast Center

http://www.ewbc.com/news/articles/mammography-amp-thyroid-cancer

We all love Dr. Oz.  Despite his authoritative demeanor and hypnotic spiels regarding all things health, I encourage everyone who reads new information about health care trends to read new information about health care trends. Continue Reading »

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HOOKAH – The Hype and Harm

Curious is the hype surrounding the wave of Hookah bars sprouting up in eclectic communities.

It’s a trend that’s taking a new generation of collegiate students and mid-level professionals of all nationalities by a storm, but has anyone paused to ask themselves, “Hey, is this just as bad as smoking cigarettes? Sure, it looks mad-cool and borderline-sexy. You and a new-age crew of friends prop yourselves in a booth or even outside on a patio table taking long whiffs and short swigs of fruit-flavored smoke in 45-minute intervals (or so).  You inhale through a long pipe and then  blow out poofs with measured breaths. Gee. Whatever happened to a good round of Spades?

Mayo Clinic

http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/hookah/AN01265

U.S. Department of Health & Human Services

http://www.hhs.gov/news/healthbeat/2011/05/20110526a.html

Hookah 101

http://mideastfood.about.com/od/middleeasternfood101/a/hookah.htm

Seems unsanitary to me. You’re passing a pipe from mouth-to-mouth, and not only that, who is responsible for properly sanitizing the equipment each evening after the yuppie rush? Continue Reading »