My sister hated shots. Don't tell me that you hate them, too. You may not enjoy them, but that's a world away from how Amy felt. When we were in grade school, medical folks would come to the school and inoculate everyone who needed it. Getting a shot into Amy was always an ordeal. They'd try, and she'd cry. Then she'd kick, and then she'd bite. She was never a violent child, except when the sight of the needle, or the smell of the alcohol, or the idea of a shot sent her around the bend."I can't believe you're going to use that on me," she snarled. "What's wrong with you people? How sadistic do you have to be to take a job where you stick people with needles?"Fran nodded. "It can happen when a family member dies. Everybody else feels vulnerable. But that's why you've had regular checkups and recommended diagnostic procedures all these years: to ensure that you remain well." Fran went on to say that we could eliminate some worries with blood tests and others with a chest x-ray. "The only other test would be a routine colonoscopy to remove any polyps in your colon that might turn into cancer. You're over 50, so you qualify."