I moved to a new apartment in November, and the apartment has a fancy gym! It’s not a huge thing, A couple of ellipticals, treadmills, a stair climber, and the weight machines with the cables. Those are where I spend most of my time (When I’m not doing squats that is). Anyone who follows my social media accounts will have noticed my efforts at the gym.   The difference is staggering for me. I see it in my face, in my body. I see it in the way I move, and the way my body feels when I’m sitting on the floor. Working out has become myRead More →

I have written about my cancer journey before. I’ve mentioned my care team, who make my life easier, and their credentials. I’ve written about how to interact with cancer patients. I’ve even spoken on the topic for a third time at Woodhull Sexual Freedom Summit. I’ve tried to be kind and jovial, and reasonable about the entire thing. I’ve tried to be educational. I’ve tried to be happy just to be alive. I just can’t anymore. I can’t advocate for patient rights, I can’t advocate for science without a little venom. Coming off a post raging against alternative medicine, I can’t be quiet about it anymore.Read More →