I'm totally psyched for the cyborg implants. If only it came with a USB charger or an attachment for espresso.
If we go for the arm, I'd also like the chip from an MBTA Charlie Card implanted, because chest bumping the turnstile would be silly.
Between the chemo going in and the blood samples coming out, ones arm veins often just can't keep up, particularly in phases where the chemicals are harsher. It is better to dump the chemo into a bigger vessel where dilution is maximized, and that's what these internal catheters do.
Then they can just tap through the skin into this port each time, instead of hunting around:
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