My son came by to help me pour cement for a couple posts, it's been months it needed to be done but either it was too cold or it was raining.
Anyway, he gave me a perfect back story for my cyst that now looks like a gunshot wound.
The shooter had a perfect aim and hit me right in the heart, EXCEPT, I had my pocket bible in my breast pocket that absorbed most of the impact before going into the pectoral muscle and stopping short of the ribs and the heart of course.