Good Thing I Looked

I have a 90-year-old friend that said she heard animals in her crawl space. She asked me to investigate, and reluctantly, I went down there and looked. The space was high enough to hunker down (like the duck walk) and explore the underworking of her house. Finding no way animals could get in, I reassured her there was nothing down there. But that night I peed blood, which lead me to go get checked out. I have zero symptoms to know that I had Bladder Cancer. So if it wasn't for her asking me to help her I would not have known for quite a while.

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