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Life.
I have been going to this class for medical lectures for a couple weeks now, and in one class they brought in a patient that was presenting problems with his pancreas. I talked with the guy for a little bit, and he was a great guy, but he was so scared. Today, a couple weeks later, I just found out he was diagnosed with Stage 4 pancreatic cancer, which, is for lack of a better word, terrible.
What determines who lives and who dies out there? Why is it that some people live to be 100 even though they abuse themselves and others, yet triathletes die of cancer at 20. I don't know, I guess i'm just a bit vulnerable about the subject, but i would like to hear your perspective on this one.
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 Life gave me lemons, I didn't make no lemonade, threw the fuckin' lemons back and busted out the Cabernet 
Last edited by Psilocychosis; 05-12-2009 at 10:16 PM.
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