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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- Wig gain and hair loss
A wig called Brenda
After trying on a variety of wigs in the wig shop, I soon discovered that they all made me look like a librarian called Brenda and none of them came in a shade anywhere close […]
Haircut
Preparing for the inevitable, losing my hair by having my long locks chopped to a shorter length. That’s one of my best friends doing the cutting and that’s another one of my best friends watching […]
Pick this up
I had a heart scan today, probably just to check there was one even there. On the way home this poop graffiti made me chuckle!
Let the juicing commence
My mum bought me a juicer. Today I tried it for the first time and discovered that turmeric stains EVERYTHING yellow. It looks like I have been applying fake tan to my ghostly white skin.
A bad omen
On my way to Haywards Heath Hospital this morning, I saw a headless teddy bear and a commode just sitting in the street. I didn’t take it as a sign of a bad omen […]
Dude looks like a lady
Today I had an MRI scan at The Esperance Hospital in Eastbourne. The MRI scanner is so loud that they play you music down headphones to distract from the noise. I asked for heavy metal […]
Cluck happy like a chicken
As I sit in the pub waiting for my friends to arrive, this scrawled upon bar mat mocks me from the sticky dirty booze soaked table.