Fifteen per cent you'll get a stroke, <br />five per cent you'll die. <br />They were my odds, and without <br />surgery my aneurism would implode <br />and I'd die a painful death anyway. <br /> <br />Okay, right hand is stuffed pro-tem, <br />but I'm alive god damn it!<br /><br />jerry hughes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/percentages/
