My cancer doesn't get a fun run. It doesn't get a t-shirt or a fundraiser. My cancer doesn't get a magnetic ribbon for the car.
In fact, you'd better stop reading this blog if you can't handle the word vagina. I have vulvar melanoma. Yup. Right there on my vagina. (Oh good gracious. Dear me. Can you believe she said vagina?) If you are horrified, you aren't alone.