Breast Cancer Risk Factor
In whispers soft, the risks appear,A thread of genes that we must hear.Family ties, through blood they pass,A mother, sister—shadows…
In whispers soft, the risks appear,A thread of genes that we must hear.Family ties, through blood they pass,A mother, sister—shadows…
Alopecia, a silent tale untold, Of strands that slip from the crown they hold. It starts with whispers, a patch,…
In silent strides, it comes along, Not quite a tune, not quite a song. A mystery masked as type two's…
In the realm of tiny threads and veins, Where every movement, delicate, remains, The surgeon’s hand, with careful grace, Rebuilds…
In vessels small, where blood once flowed, A silent storm begins to grow, Calcium weaves its hardened thread, Through fragile…
In hidden corners, quiet yet bold,Listeria waits, its tale untold.Through unwashed hands and food not pure,It creeps to find its…
An eyelid turns, a subtle bend,Inward it curls, where lashes blend.A touch too close, the skin does brush,A tear-filled eye,…
Beneath the sun’s relentless glow, Melanocytes begin to grow, A pigment in the skin they weave, But sometimes, danger they…