Last week I got a reminder from my doctor that it was time for my annual physical. It will probably be the routine drill. He will listen to my lungs, flash his light in my eyes and ask me to cough a couple of times as he examines for a possible hernia. He might run an EKG to test my heart or order an MRI if he sees something suspicious. But that's it. And that's sufficient as far as I'm concerned. I've always left my physicals with a clean bill of health, confident that nothing terrible was brewing inside.
But...
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