Holy Shit

It has been too long and I don’t even know where to start

Microscooic image of cancer cells
Photo by National Cancer Institute on Unsplash

It started with popcorn. I eat a lot of popcorn. Well, I did until I got a tiny kernel stuck between my gum and a tooth.

Only it wasn’t popcorn. I went to the dentist and they said oh hell no. Go get a biopsy.

I went to a periodontist. They said, probably not cancer. Sometimes women get these types of cankers when they go through menopause. It is probably nothing. We’ll call you in two or three weeks.

Only they called 2 days later.

It was cancer. Squamous cell. A skin cancer. In my mouth. I’ve never had a sunburn in my mouth! (Until now, that is)

Fuck.

Y’all. I have cancer. I had surgery. I recovered from surgery. I am now in “treatment” to prevent the cancer from coming back. The “treatment” is comprised of chemotherapy and radiation. I get radiation 5 days a week. Chemo every Monday. Except last Monday. Last Monday was a chemo skip.

Apparently, the kind of chemo I’m getting causes permanent changes in hearing in some patients. I guess I’m one of them.

I have a very annoying ringing in my ears. Both ears. At different times, volumes, and pitches. It is much more intense than the normal tinnitus I deal with. Louder. Squealier…

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Jonica Bradley (Am I paranoid or RU following me?)

Writer/Painter/Poet/Believes in magic/nature/prays to unicorns/goat expert/bee farmer/mental health advocate/C-PTSD/human rights advocate/coolest person ever