I finally did it.
This past week, I bit the bullet and went to see my doctor for the dreaded P-word.
I got a physical ... and I am alive to tell you about it. Well, to tell you about some of it.
It was mostly good news. Certainly, better news than whenever I went for physicals when I was home from college, or when I moved back to the area, a little more than seven years ago.
Back then, I was lucky.![]()
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