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poeticnorth · 1 year
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In honour of testicular cancer awareness month:
CHECK YOUR NUTS.
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thecurefordepression · 8 months
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It's a weird experience to have cancer. It's a weird experience to be non-binary. Those two things exponentially compound when you find you have cancer of the bits about your body you feel least attached to, and yet have betrayed you in the deepest way.
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cyclicallife · 1 year
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Over the past few months, various events or things have triggered me.
Some are minuscule, such as a sound or smell that will set off several memories. Others are more significant, a bodily sensation, an ache, cough, or the like that provokes a more powerful emotional/psychological response.
I note these reactions, a tactic I use to help ground myself. From there, I can move forward, understanding more about it (the trigger) and my relationship with it. If I can, witnessing myself is the trick; detecting what is occurring before being consumed.
The milestone of the five-year cancer-free mark is not an exemption from fear and worry. Sometimes they peak at the same level they did while amid treatment -- periodically even more so.
Nights are difficult. Anyone who has experienced a tumultuous and life-altering event can attest that this is when the little dark fears come out of the woodwork.
A few weeks ago, I returned from Samsø, Denmark (see the previous update here or blog post on cyclical.life). A small island with under 4,000 inhabitants, nestled snuggly off the Jutland peninsula. Though it has several adorable little towns, the 40-something square mile island is used primarily for agricultural purposes. To say that it is a walkers' paradise is an understatement.
When I am state-side, I often sit with these "little dark fears" only to a certain point. It wasn't a bold pursuit or some other brave endeavor that granted me the time and pace to do so on Samsø; it happened as if on its own.
One night, awoken by worries and fears, I got dressed, grabbed my raincoat, and went for a walk. It was almost a knee-jerk reaction. As I joked to a few people, the beautiful thing about an island is that you can't get lost; you ramble through fields and upon well-worn tractor paths, and sooner or later, you'll encounter the ocean.
Every evening I filled my rucksack with: a rainjacket, another base layer, extra socks, a flashlight, a field recorder, and bread, butter, and honey, just in case. Then, I'd begin walking if I woke in the night, regardless of the time and conditions, to discover that the fears were present.  
State-side, if my worries and fears become too great, and my audiobook or music doesn't cut through the mix, I'll bust out trusty ol' Netflix. I didn't have such distractions there. Though I purchased a Danish SIM card for emergencies, I didn't carry my phone or bring my pre-downloaded audiobook.
Bringing the field recorder was the best decision. I didn't intend to record myself, but I'd sit on some slight rise or the beach and try to collect my thoughts and gather my ideas while talking aloud - a practice I began while in school as it helped me work out ideas. My words were wandering much in the way I was rambling physically.
I have a project in mind for the recordings. Though what follows are some excerpts and snippets I pulled that I found revealing.
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I move forward in this place (of recovery)
A beacon pulling / a signal drawing
Being held - here
I have learned to live with the memory of you [cancer], as one does with something that echoed, a thing that came.
The lights of Aarhus could be another world - a gentle glow (western paling sky). Aarhus could be Boston from here - Mass General could be anywhere. I could be anywhere. I am here.
Birds; two, then three, then 4, and 5 (a dance that says 'we are together in this; we heal together.')
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durtybear · 15 days
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April is Testicular Cancer Awareness Month. Check your balls!
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heywoodsays · 1 year
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medicosutra · 2 months
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अंडकोष को कैसे ठीक किया जाता है Testicular Torsion
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अंडकोष के खराब होने के कई कारण हो सकते हैं मुख्य तौर पर अधिक तेज चोट लगने से, अत्यधिक दबाव पड़ने से, गलत तरीके से शारीरिक संबंध बनाना, जलने से, इंफेक्शन, अनुवांशिकता (Genetic disorder) इत्यादि मुख्य कारण होते हैं जिनकी वजह से अंडकोष खराब हो सकता है Read more..
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poeticnorth · 13 days
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Today marks 4 years since I found out I'm in remission from testicular cancer.
So, on that note:
CHECK YOUR NUTS.
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thingsfromthehead · 4 months
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whats-in-a-sentence · 5 months
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About half of the cancer patients who receive chemotherapy have a platinum-based drug included in their treatment.
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"Chemistry" 2e - Blackman, A., Bottle, S., Schmid, S., Mocerino, M., Wille, U.
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cyclicallife · 2 years
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It was soul-nourishing and profoundly fulfilling to get out of town while awaiting my scan date. So much so that I postponed my return.
MRI shows NO new mets! The radiated lesion is stable. The other, detected after the recurrence and subsequently resected, looks clear.
Both show considerable edema, which has been present all along. The swelling of the radiated met (left frontal) has been causing disfluency. At first, I thought it was one of the medications I am currently taking. I had a post-MRI visit with my oncologist and my neurologist. I was informed about the hemispherical control our brain has over numerous functions that aren't even considered during our daily lives for many of us. Fascinating and horrifying. However, it shouldn't come as any surprise. In 2017, when the recurrence was detected, the disease returned with a vengeance and spread even quicker than before. The lesion that sprouted up in the right frontal lobe paralyzed my entire left arm. From shoulder to fingertips, it was immobile. After the craniotomy, it was fascinating to watch the slow return of muscle movement and motor skills. Though my dexterity isn't 100% and may never be, I cannot help but be awestruck by the phenomenon of the human body. However, I will forever eye it cautiously and never take it for granted.
Since my MRI results and the re-re-re-realization that our brains are so susceptible to everything, I reconsider the various times during my journey that have been perfect examples of this. Whether it was depression or anxiety, chemo-induced hallucinations, or the need to change seizure drugs because of sudden mood alterations, bliss from meditation, calm from generating art, euphoria from witnessing nature, etc., the brain physiologically and the mind psychologically are powerful yet fragile. (Make note; fragility is NOT akin to weakness. I cannot stress this enough. Maybe this is what I'll ramble on about in my next blog post.)
I am thankful for my gray matter as well as my mind. Both have struggled to adapt, heal, and regrow.
I am thankful for others, too—others of solid intellect and stable mind/emotions. I am grateful for those who acknowledged and accepted the fragility of both my brain and mind during these past several years.
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writerobscura · 5 months
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I am by no means mocking or making light of tesicular cancer - but this bullet point list of causality ends on a hilarious note.
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ticklemyballsuwu · 5 months
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Diddle My Tiddle
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pitch-and-moan · 5 months
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No Nut November
A documentary about testicular illnesses is produced using nothing but found footage of out of date medical film strips and public domain informational films.
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