Only “Internal Revenue Service” comes close to evoking the sheer terror that comes with the word “cancer.”
Taylor Evan Fulks fights the skin-based variety. Lots of detail and, yes, graphic-ish photos, as she tells you about the ongoing battle with unruly cells which, she says, was pretty much her own fault:
I was stupid as a teen and an adult. I lived in the sun, coached softball in the sun (sans sunscreen), and when tanning beds came into vogue, I had a membership at two different salons … I went the max time, twice a day, everyday. I used cooking oil, baby oil, sheets of Reynolds Wrap to reflect the sun, and every known tanning bed intensifier there was on the market. No one else is to blame. I did this to myself.
In other news, there are tanning-bed intensifiers.
If you have skin, you probably should read this. Here’s the link again.