Well, Sh*t: a true story of Cancer, Prayer, and Emotional Shrapnel
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  • Reads 440
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 19
  • Time 47m
Complete, First published Jan 14, 2017
For your consideration for the Wattys of 2017. Diagnosed with cancer at the young age of 25, I kept a journal through surgery and treatment, wrote humorous (or just uncomfortable) short stories and irreverent poems about my experiences.  I'm not going to pretend that I have amazing words of wisdom about dealing with the deadly disease. This is a raw, unreserved look at dealing with some real shit in a funny way.
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