Articles by Dahlia Pasik

EpiPen, Anyone?

By Dahlia Pasik • Published: November 13, 2014 • Comment ()

Man down. It’s a typical Thanksgiving family get-together. But within ten minutes, your great-uncle takes a stab at the interesting looking sesame salad located behind the steaming sweet potato pie. Immediately after tasting it, his throat starts to swell, his skin becomes itchy, and it becomes increasingly harder for him to breathe. Moments later, he […]

Same Gender Education Good for Your Brain (Maybe Bad for Your Social Life)

By Dahlia Pasik • Published: March 17, 2014 • Comment ()

Same-sex schools have dealt with controversy since their inception. At Stern, we have the advantage of being in an all women’s institution. Some may argue, however, that this is not in fact an “advantage.” Many of the arguments circulate around the discussion of whether being in a same-sex environment promotes or disrupts academic achievement. A […]

A Tale of Two Degrees: D.O. vs. M.D.

By Dahlia Pasik • Published: December 16, 2013 • Comment ()

For the first time, Stern College hosted its own Medical School Fair.  A range of medical schools were represented, including NYU Medical School, Hofstra North Shore-LIJ School of Medicine, The Medical School for International Health, New York Institute of Technology College of Osteopathic Medicine, Rutgers-Robert Wood Johnson Medical School, Sackler School of Medicine, Technion American […]

One Year Later: Sandy, Long Beach, and an Unexpected Medical Condition

By Dahlia Pasik • Published: November 18, 2013 • Comment ()

Hailing from Long Beach, NY, it is an understatement to say that I truly experienced the full-blown effects of Hurricane Sandy. Between the week of no electricity during the winter, the communal meals at the local Synagogue, and the countless families that had to relocate because their homes were left in ruins; the effects of […]

Substance Addiction: A Lost Cause?

By Dahlia Pasik • Published: October 21, 2013 • Comment ()

A friend of mine was casually Skyping with a friend in the wee hours of the night when one of her apartment-mates stepped through the door, tipsy and knocking things over. This girl hadn’t even made it past the doormat when she irrepressibly vomited all over the floor. My friend, of course, was quite taken-aback. […]