Doesn't matter whether it's a teen girl who's pregnant hasn't told her parents or an elderly couple dealing with one of them being diagnosed with Alzheimer's. Those are real people to me. Those are the people I dealt with every single day.

My mom was diagnosed with breast cancer when I was 13 and it was something we weren't really aware of as a family.

We need to bridge the gap between the medical libraries and the hospital rooms take the information out there already add to it focus it harness it - and bring it to the patient who was just diagnosed today.

I have been recently diagnosed with Sjogren's Syndrome an autoimmune disease which is an ongoing medical condition that affects my energy level and causes fatigue and joint pain.

I was diagnosed with a severe temporal spatial deficit a learning disability that means I have zero spatial relations skills. It was official: I was a genius trapped in an idiot's body.

The goal of NIH research is to acquire new knowledge to help prevent detect diagnose and treat disease and disability from the rarest genetic disorder to the common cold.

Last year I was diagnosed with osteoporosis. I was over 50 Caucasian thin small-framed and I have it in my genetic history. It was almost a slam-dunk.

If I'm diagnosed with cancer I might become despondent but someone young might not and they might need connections with somebody outside their circle of family because their family is so despondent.

It's my firm intention to whop cancer into submission and I truly believe I've given myself the best start possible by radically overhauling my diet and by staying true to my motto which is: Don't worry be happy feel good. The first thing I did when I was diagnosed was to turn vegan.

Vets do what doctors used to - diagnose the injury or the condition patch it up as best they can and remind you that these things happen and that in life we are also in the midst of death.

From time to time I'll look back through the personal journals I've scribbled in throughout my life the keepers of my raw thoughts and emotions. The words poured forth after my dad died when I went through a divorce and after I was diagnosed with breast cancer. There are so many what-ifs scribbled on those pages.

My dad was diagnosed with cancer so we ended up burying him a year to the day that he was diagnosed.

The problem is that once the rules of art are debunked and once the unpleasant realities the irony diagnoses are revealed and diagnosed 'then' what do we do?