Yes, I'm fortunate to be a survivor (and really, truly, I'm very thankful), but as today's cardiologist appointment has lead to four new appointments, I'm coming to realize that I'm bound to spend the rest of my life constantly tripping to doctor's offices.
Has the universe forgotten that I both despise and distrust doctors (and I think I really do have plenty of good reasons to be that way, given my history of incompetant or neglectful docs), or is this just some form of ironic punishment for the same?
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