|These have gotten a lot racier since the 90s!|
I had an experience recently which would have been perfect for Traumarama: Breast Cancer edition. Imagine this is printed opposite an interview with Gwen Stefani, with a tear out sample of CK One stinking up the room.
"I was a little over a week out from surgery, and still lugging around a JP drain. I kept the bulb of it pinned to my surgical bra, so all you could see was a bulge under my shirt. After acupuncture (to help with the symptoms of early menopause) I stopped in to one of my favorite stores. The sale section with crowded, but for some reason, the other shoppers were giving me a wide berth. After a few minutes, I noticed something hitting my leg repeatedly. I finally looked down, and saw my half-full drain dangling for all to see! I quickly shoved the drain into my jeans. I was mortified! Then it turned out my crush was there the whole time! OMGOMGOMG!!!"
- Emily H., 28, Beth Israel
JP drain accidents are the breast cancer equivalent of getting your period while wearing white jeans.