He went to Shreveport to see his friends. The Oncologist and the Colo-Rectal Surgeon who had pulled him through ten years before. Men whose opinion, and knowledge he respected. They knew what they were talking about. They had proved that to him before.
"Why," he asked. "Do I have to have these nodules cut out. I didn't know I had them before they did the CT Scan in January. They weren't connected to the bleeding. And, as best I can tell they aren't bothering anything. I don't want to be cut open just for grins. Do I really need this surgery?"
"Yes", they replied.
"Oh Crap."
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