Every cell in the human body has a sex, which means that men and women are different right down to the cellular level. Yet too often, research and medicine ignore this insight -- and the often...
========== Some of my most wonderful memories of childhoodare of spending time with my grandmother, Mamar,in our four-family home in Brooklyn, New York.Her apartment was an oasis.It was a place where I could sneak a cup of coffee,which was really warm milk
with just a touch of caffeine.She loved life.And although she worked in a factory,she saved her pennies and she traveled to Europe.And I remember poring over those pictures with herand then dancing with her to her favorite music.And then, when I was eight and she was 60,something changed.She no longer worked or traveled.She no longer danced.There were no more coffee times.My mother missed work and took her to doctorswho couldn't make a diagnosis.And my father, who worked at night,
would spend every afternoon with he...
