Cancer took my lady junk

I was suddenly awakened by three nurses. They bombarded me with checking all my vitals. I didn't feel very much alive, but I'm sure that's what they were checking. As they were checking my vampire bites AKA incision areas, one of the nurses put an estrogen patch on me. She was explaining that now that I was surgically-induced menopausal, I would start having symptoms right away.

I was laughing inside my head when I said, "oh... right... menopausal at 29..." She thought I was serious and started telling me how this was necessary and yada yada yada, that's when I realized she didn't hear me laugh inside my head. I stopped her and said, "I was joking."

She took a sigh of relief and then changed her tune. She thought I was pretty lucky not having to "deal" with monthly cycles anymore. I agreed, I did feel pretty lucky about that.

However, my feeling of luck dwindled as I realized cancer took my lady junk. I felt empty inside. What made me- me, was now gone.

That's when I decided cancer was a jerk.

As these nurses were checking everything, all I wanted to do was sleep. I was a mom to a newborn and the thought of sleeping through the night had been unheard of since he was born. It was 9:00 pm, the nurses just left my room and I was starting to close my eyes for a nice, long sleep.

Then I couldn't sleep.

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