Paul Sampson
	Before the Cancer Checkup     The background mutter of disease: mosquito whine in the middle of the mind’s night. Think of something else.   "I'd like to die of something else," I tell my doctor. "Yes," he says, "A nice heart attack."  But he doesn't promise and he doesn't say when.   “When” is a Frequently Asked Question here in the Borrowed Time Zone, a FAQ of life. Don’t ask.