Medical Mayhem and Other Glorious Frauds

By A Very Much Alive, Slightly Radioactive and Highly Entertained Survivor

Many years ago, my life was less “wine and cheese in the Cotswolds” and more “chemo and chills in the oncology ward.” I didn’t so much burn the candle at both ends as have it surgically removed, irradiated and then reinserted with a polite smile and a faint beep from the infusion machine.