One Pill, Two Pills, Tailored Just for You — The Cancer Revolution That’s Actually Clever

Welcome to a future where chemo might finally stop behaving like a drunk octopus wielding a chainsaw!

While rummaging through my bathroom cabinet in search of a paracetamol for a headache caused by drinking a 'low-sugar' wine that tasted like fermented soybeans, I found something that made me pause. It wasn’t a pill or potion, but a letter from my oncologist essentially saying, 'We’ll throw every known treatment at your body and hope something works.' I…