There’s a fresh post over on MightyCasey.com on the little-known morcellator mess. Read it, and join the “Morcellator, begone!” chorus, willya?
Updated Dec. 22, 2013: adds reference to Myriad’s action on DNA data as company trade secrets As the author of a rabble-rousing call to action, with a heavy dose of humor, on managing medical care called Cancer for Christmas, I have
I’ll admit it – I love naked men. I have a Post-It on the rear view mirror of my car that says “hot shirtless male” which I plucked off the board at the yoga studio where I practice. The Post-It
I’ve been quiet for a while. Been doing my one-armed paper-hanger imitation – in a good way – which has taken up too much of my time and attention. She’s baaaaaaaaack! And she’s almost 4 months overdue for her annual
OK, the post title is total hyperbole. But don’t you think that the non-profit fist-fight that Komen has become deserves at least a song or two, if not a full treatment by the “The Book of Mormon” boys Matt Stone and