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Caught In The Labyrinth of Illness

By Megan O’Mara The narrative of the chronically sick is tragically underrepresented and vastly important. Essays like “The Slow Death of Compassion for the Chronically Ill” and “The Spoon Theory” all attempt to explain to the healthy what it means to be chronically ill. For young adults and pre-med students in particular, finding out someone close to you has a chronic illness is surprising, and in many cases: awkward. So many healthy people are at a loss for what to say to their loved ones caught in the realm of illness. Fear not. We at Pre-Med magazine worked with numerous support groups as well as Arts For the Cure on what to say, (and what not to say) to chronically ill patients, from chronically ill patients. What to Say: “ I’m going to the store. What can I pick up for you?” When one is chronically sick, everyday tasks such as going to the grocery store or taking a shower seem monumental. Specific offers of help (especially if you’re already going somewhere,) rather than phrases like …

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Handy Health: The Benefits of Knitting

By Madison Hogan I started knitting my senior year of high school. It began merely as a curiosity — could I really make a nice hat or scarf on my own?  However, the hobby soon became much more than a simple pastime.  It was relaxing and enjoyable, and I could practically feel any tension that I had built up flow out of my body as I worked on a soft cowl or a cabled hat.  When I focused on my knitting, my project was the only thing that existed.  Time flew by as I concentrated solely on my needles, my mind wasn’t frantically jumping from one thought to another, and for once in my life, I wasn’t so tense!  Was that a normal response for other knitters, I wondered?  Was this a universal feeling among crafters as they created a finished product with their own hands?

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Take a Hike: How Hiking Can Boost Your Physique, Mood, and Spirit

By Leah Ginn While on a strenuous hike in southern Kentucky near Cumberland Falls, one of my closest friends once said to me, “I think I believe why nature is so sacred; it is the only part of life that exists just as God intends for it to. It does exactly what it is supposed to do.” I pondered this statement as I continued walking down the forested path, and decided that this was true. I often wondered what drew me to the sport of hiking. I’ve never been the most athletic; exercising was at the bottom of my totem pole of priorities, and I was never the star player on any sports team. I knew that I didn’t enjoy hiking for the exercise it provided or for its athletic factor; however, the high that I felt after completing a tough hike made the difficult climb worth it. The first time I was invited to go hiking, I was highly skeptical of what would happen when my clumsiness met the obstacles in the woods. But after …

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The Ambiguously Colored Dress

By Annika Carter A couple months ago, the Internet blew up over the simple image of a striped dress.  The dress “broke” the Internet, sparking debates on every social media site and blog forum.  I, for one, have seen it both ways. Quite annoyingly, I have had instances where I see it as blue and black one second, and as white and gold the next.  Theories have been bouncing around the Internet; some viable, some not so much.  But the question still remains: what actually causes this phenomenon?

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The Impossible Balancing Act

By Selin Odman There are certain things that we expect from college. We leave our hometown bubble, eager for new responsibilities and opportunities that drive us to move out of our comfort zone. All of a sudden, we become adults. And I don’t just mean cooking, cleaning and applying for jobs. We’re building complicated relationships and testing our intellectual limits. We’re budgeting our money while trying to keep up an image of wealth and generosity. This is where the balancing act begins. We try to sign up for upper-level classes and major in subjects that sound prestigious. That’s one weight on our left hand. We decide to join Greek life and sign up for 6 clubs, determined to hold executive positions in all of them. That’s the weight on the right. One humid morning, we realize that we’re more out of breath than the girl next to us going up the Chemistry steps. Time to hit the gym 5 times a week and add – literally – more weight on our shoulders. While getting our …