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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Poison running through my veins (first chemo)
My mango mascot Enrique tries out the chemo chair before me.
A rather fetching look.
Poison goes in.
I will NEVER eat a triangular sandwich ever again.
The first of six sessions of chemotherapy, I took a mascot, Enrique the Mango with me for moral support (pictured above). The cold cap was like wearing part of the Antarctic, the drugs actually looked like poison and I will NEVER eat a triangular roast chicken sandwich ever again.