Liver La Vida Loca - a Column by Kathryn Hudson

Last week marked one of the two times each year when I see most of my doctors to check on my ailing liver. I call…

Every week, like clockwork, I ask my daughter to give me her list of foods she’d like for the week. Since I’ve given up having…

Three years ago, I had a heart attack. Yes, I know this column is focused on metabolic dysfunction-associated steatohepatitis (MASH), a type of fatty…

Have you ever woken up from a deep sleep with a cotton mouth, desperately needing refreshment? If you’re like me, the first thing you crave…

I’m used to my teenage daughter’s eye rolls and heavy sighs when I talk about her health. I’ve had so many crazy things happen in…

Every month, I receive deliveries of my medications, most of them for my metabolic-associated steatohepatitis (MASH), a fatty liver disease. I probably don’t need…

The first time I ever held a ball of clay — OK, it was probably Play-Doh — I felt a strong connection to creating things…

One thing I used to look forward to every spring was the end of my dry skin — a result of winter’s harsh rebuke of…

If you’re like me, there’s no shortage of well-meaning folks who, upon hearing that we’re sick, are eager to help. Perhaps they’ll turn to “Dr.

When I first learned that my liver was failing, I didn’t know anyone who had what I had: cirrhosis from fatty liver disease, specifically,…