I'm Jojogingerhead, a 31 year old artist & musician based in Brighton (UK) satirically documenting the highs and lows of my secondary triple negative breast cancer diagnosis. Trying to see the light in a dark and scary situation without using the words fight, battle, journey or survivor.
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Ode to Mr Lumpy
I misread this as the Antsy ward, a good name for how I was feeling.
There were even boobies in the grain of wood in the waiting room door.
Recovery.
Dragons.
Well the operation is over and done with and now I am at home recovering. The procedure went as well as expected and I woke up blathering to the nurses about dragons and mushrooms whilst off my tit ends on morphine and whatever other drugs they give you. I wrote this poem the night before the operation when I couldn’t sleep…
Ode to Mr lumpy
The time has come
For us to part
You’ve been inside me too long
So close to my heart
You’ve caused me great pain
And made me unwell
Oh Mr Lumpy
You’ve put me through hell
You’ve taken my hair
And given me strife
Ones thing for sure
You’re not taking my life
So dear Mr Lumpy
Today’s your excision
And Mrs Booby can live again
Now you’re in prison