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┬átime 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 →

I tend to write and talk about my experience with cancer and how it relates to relationships and sex. While I find this is an important thing to do, I also recognize that it’s not really sex related. I’m writing this┬áto put the story out here, so that it can be referenced as needed. Starting in about 2008 (18) or so I was having issues breathing and migraines. I was coughing a lot and getting sick rather frequently. I continued to assume that it was just general sick, and mostly ignored it. As it kept happening, I mentioned it to my doctors, and was toldRead More →