Scientists Made Me Do It
From the very bottom of my, well, something, I can't tell you how happy this news from Reuters makes me:
Researchers from Seattle's Fred Hutchinson Cancer Research Center found men who drink four to seven glasses of red wine a week are only 52 percent as likely to be diagnosed with prostate cancer as those who don't drink red wine.
So in my case, that means I'm a good 104% as likely to get prostate cancer. The odds of me ending up prostrate any given night are much higher, of course.
Researchers from Seattle's Fred Hutchinson Cancer Research Center found men who drink four to seven glasses of red wine a week are only 52 percent as likely to be diagnosed with prostate cancer as those who don't drink red wine.
So in my case, that means I'm a good 104% as likely to get prostate cancer. The odds of me ending up prostrate any given night are much higher, of course.
Labels: what's a spare r among friends, wine
posted by George at 11:44 AM
1 Comments:
It's always nice to come home to good news. My prostate thanks you, and so does my palate, and I hope this is the only sentence I ever write in which those two keywords appear together. Ian says hello.
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