Liver La Vida Loca - a Column by Kathryn Hudson

Before I learned I was pregnant, I used to participate in medical studies to earn a little extra money. Living in a city with two…

In my nearly century-old house, most of my floors are hardwood or tile. In 1929, brooms did the trick, but my two cats, though short-haired,…

This week, I was on the hunt for a party dress for my 14-year-old daughter, who was invited to her best friend’s birthday party. I’ve…

To me, modern life equals stress. Like everyone else, I’m not immune to the effects of stress on my life. However, as a single mother…

Vacation is all most of us ever want after slogging through spring’s yearning and the early promise of a great summer. We fly to foreign…

As I sat down to write this week’s column, my imagination flipped on its silly switch. I couldn’t help but picture a sick cartoon liver…

When I started getting sicker from metabolic dysfunction-associated steatohepatitis (MASH), doctors prescribed several medications to manage my symptoms and, hopefully, prevent further damage.

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…