Imagine you’re crossing a street and are almost hit by a massive Mack® truck.
You jump out of the way. Your heart is racing and pounding, you’re sweating, trembling, hyperventilating, and short of breath. You feel a pit in your stomach, nausea, choking, and tightness in your chest. Your fingers and toes are tingling.
One of The Clay Center’s our biggest partners related to child and adolescent health is the MassGeneral Hospital for Children (MGHfC), which provides treatment and services for children of all ages in virtually every specialty and subspecialty of medicine and surgery, as well as preventive and primary care.
One of The Clay Center’s our biggest partners in child and adolescent health is the MassGeneral Hospital for Children (MGHfC), which provides treatment and services for children of all ages in virtually every specialty and subspecialty of medicine and surgery, as well as preventive and primary care.
Unless you live under a cinematic rock, you’ll notice that there are an awful lot of films lately that involve depressingly dystopian landscapes, beautiful young people fighting against those dystopian landscapes, and an altogether dismal view of the future.
Friends don’t let friends drive drunk.
AdCouncil (1983)
We all remember this slogan.
It was coined at the launch of the Drunk Driving Campaign.
Since then, awareness of the serious risks of driving under the influence of alcohol are well known. And there have been significant changes in driving behavior.
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For more information about eating disorders, and ways you can help to make a difference for a young person in your life, please visit the National Eating Disorder Association website. #NEDAwareness
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Anorexia Nervosa deeply affects everyone.
When I was a ninth grader in 1964, I was suspended from school for selling peace buttons for the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee.
I was a tad anxious about how my mom would react, but when I came home that morning, she was beaming.
Brenda was a typical sixth grader in every way but one: she faced incredible difficulty in math class. She was a very good reader and writer, and in fact a very good student in every way – except when she entered Mr. Barnard’s classroom.