Well Hi there. Isn't this nice? John. Now, in addition to Mental Illness, Cancer. OK. Right. Whatever you say, Dok. Oh.....Thank you very very much for all the free fine treatment every week. What is that - 5,000 to 10,000 dollars a week just to pump my veins full of radioactive material for an hour? Cool. Just wish it didn't make me feel like such shit afterwords! Oh well, trade offs.
What I didn't get was that a year ago, when all this began - the biopsy which the hospital so kindly offered me - declared the so-called 'tumor' benign. Yeah. Then it was nothing. A year ago. And I was feeling fine. Fine. Just fine.
Oh well. They know what they're doing - - - right? The Doctors?
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