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The long-awaited biopsy results finally arrived. Cancer, they said. The good kind.
Somehow I had never considered myself as someone who would have cancer. The idea rolled off me at first. But an hour later I found myself having trouble concentrating at work. A part of my body is revolting against the rest. A section not doing its part in the symbiotic festival that is I. My T cells slacking...on vacation?
It is genetic, most likely. The freckles and such. I had burned badly in my youth. I worship the sun and the sea. I snorkel and ride the waves. I walk hours on the beach, oblivious of time. But if I had to pay for my daliance, I would have had the bad kind, I suppose. Maybe later. For I have had my share of fun and then some.
Somehow I had never considered myself as someone who would have cancer. The idea rolled off me at first. But an hour later I found myself having trouble concentrating at work. A part of my body is revolting against the rest. A section not doing its part in the symbiotic festival that is I. My T cells slacking...on vacation?
It is genetic, most likely. The freckles and such. I had burned badly in my youth. I worship the sun and the sea. I snorkel and ride the waves. I walk hours on the beach, oblivious of time. But if I had to pay for my daliance, I would have had the bad kind, I suppose. Maybe later. For I have had my share of fun and then some.