
Things that are Weird: Part Six
Celebrating the one-year anniversary of moving into your townhouse and realizing that when you moved in, you already had at least one cancer—you just didn’t
Navigating dual primary cancer—one step, one rep, one breath at a time.
by Alli Houseworth

Celebrating the one-year anniversary of moving into your townhouse and realizing that when you moved in, you already had at least one cancer—you just didn’t

Though it’s pitch black out and it’s been fifteen years since I’ve driven US Highway 158, my body remembers the rhythm of the road. Which

Had some great progress this week that’s worth a share. Nutrition The transition off of the low-residue diet is going well! As I mentioned previously,

Look. Something goes wrong, blame the dog, right? This is my theory: my dog gave me cancer. Two cancers. Absurd! Here’s the thing about this

Greetings from another week of chemo ass-kicking. This time, we got the nausea under control. Incredible win. (It only took 10 billion meds—by which I

Taking an unbelievable amount of prescription meds when you used to barely take Ibuprofen or cold meds in the Beforetimes. Your mom asking which chemo

It’s 3:45am. I’ve been lying in bed, wide awake, for 30 minutes. All I can think about is a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I

TL;DR (because I love bodies and this post is going to get a little long and a little nerdy) Here’s what I’m working on in

“But you’re so young! Why you have a cancer problem?!” my nurse Kyoung asked as she hooked my port up to that day’s iron infusion.

I wasn’t sure how to start this one—until my brother reminded me of the classic Mike Tyson quote: Everyone has a plan until they get
Navigating dual primary cancer—one step, one rep, one breath at a time.