“Twenty-seven,” the doctor said to the nearby nurse.
“She tolerated the procedure fairly well,” he added.
I was lying on the examination table with my eyes tightly closed. My life was flashing before me.
From the time I got my “positive” cancer screening result, I was living in fear. I had recently lost a friend to colon cancer, so I knew what I might be facing.
“Do I have 27 polyps?” I asked weakly.
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