Okay, the neck cancer thing is dormant, as we speak, but today pops up the leukemia card. Oh, Jeeze, blood stuff.
Based upon my genetic testing, I was exposed to benzene somewhere along the line in a sufficient amount to render a few face-clamps from the onco and hematology folks.
Based upon this, my life expectancy is anywhere between one and six thousand years. Let us pick one!
Realistically, I begin treatment with medical magic that costs more in a week than I make in a lifetime- this should be interesting.