Life, Lemons, and Colonoscopies

Forty years ago, my dad had cancer. Colon cancer. Dad, relatively young for the disease, discovered the cancer in the worst possible way, the way that usually only foretells bad tidings. Forty years later, he’s still here, still active, and he’s screened yearly. Our mid-70s family was nutritionally mainstream, healthcare conventional, with a diet that fit our monthly budget. […]

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