You know how, on those National Geographic nature specials, the speedy stalking animal takes down one of the herd? And the narrator explains how the prey is one of the slower, sicker, or younger members of the group? They claim that the hunter or pack pursues the prey in a way that eventually separates out one or more for their dinner. But it doesn’t always line up, this explanation. Sometimes the victim seems perfectly fine, not noticeably sluggish or weak – just unlucky. That’s how I feel about cancer.
I recently heard somewhere that more and more women who have lived healthy, tobacco free lives, are getting lung cancer.
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