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Common back-pain drug may be linked to higher dementia risk, large study findsAccording to a major new study, a pain medication that millions of Americans rely on for chronic back pain may come with a hidden risk: a significantly higher chance of developing dementia or other cognitive problems. Compared 26,000 adults Researchers from Case Western Reserve University and many partner institutions analyzed medical records from 68 health systems across the United States, comparing 26,414 adults prescribed gabapentin for persistent low-back pain with a matched group who had similar pain — but didn’t take the drug. Their finding was concerning: Adults that received six or more gabapentin prescriptions were 29% more likely to be diagnosed with dementia and 85% more likely to develop mild cognitive impairment (MCI) within 10 years. The risk was not just limited to older adults. In fact, it was younger American people who saw the most dramatic increases. Younger adults saw shocking risk increases For people normally considered decades away from dementia:

According to a major new study, a pain medication that millions of Americans rely on for chronic back pain may…

July 3, 2026
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After my graduation, I came home with honors and a $250,000 engineering award… and found all my belongings stuffed into black garbage bags at the front gate. My father stood there with his arms crossed. My mother wouldn’t even look at me. And my sister held up her phone, livestreaming as she called me a “free·loader” in front of the neighbors. I will never forget the sight of those garbage bags. Not because they were full of expensive things. Most of what was inside had been earned the hard way. Secondhand textbooks with cracked spines. Lab gloves. Old notebooks filled with formulas and sketches. A worn backpack that had survived four years of campus buses, coffee stains, and late-night tutoring shifts. My graduation cap box. A few dresses. A winter coat. The little pieces of a life I had built almost entirely on my own. And there they were… piled at the gate like tr·ash. Like I had never belonged in that house at all. I had just turned twenty-two. I had just graduated from Oregon State with honors in engineering. That morning, I had stood under a clear blue sky in my cap and gown, waiting for my name to be called while scanning the crowd for my family. I kept looking up at the seats. Again. And again. Empty. My parents and my sister Samantha had never promised they would come. Not exactly. But some small, hopeful part of me still believed they might show up. Just once. Just for this. But they didn’t. Because while I was walking across that stage, they were back in Crescent Bay hosting a fundraising event for Samantha’s newest business idea. Another one. Another beautiful little dream with expensive branding, glossy mood boards, and my parents’ money poured into it like water disappearing into sand. That was always how it worked in our family. Samantha wanted. And somehow, Samantha always received. This is PART OF THE STORY. (I know everyone’s desperate to know what the messages said… so if you want full story, leave a “NEXT” below!)

Homecoming The sun hung low in the sky, a hazy orange, as I turned the final corner to my childhood…

July 1, 2026