I learned I don’t like going on vacations. Of course that’s really nothing new. I’ve always known that, but I can’t help myself. I just love the anticipation of going on vacation. It’s just that once I’m on vacation, all I can think about is getting back home.
[Is that what happens when you get old, and set in your ways, or is it just me?]
I also learned October is probably not a good month to go on vacation.
While this is supposed to be the warmest month of the year in San Francisco, it was anything but that on Saturday and Sunday. When we arrived on Friday, the weather was actually pretty nice. It was sunny, warm, and there was very little wind. Of course that all changed when the sun started to set. Not only did it get colder, but the wind picked up, making walking to dinner a little trying.
And it didn’t get any better the next two days, including the drive down the coast to Monterey on Sunday, where it was even colder and windier. We spent one night in Monterey, and then drove to Solvang the next day, where the weather, while not perfect, was much more tolerable. Plus the wine there is very good! We ended up buying 19 bottles in only a day and a half of wine tasting.
Another lesson I learned was not to drive a car into San Francisco. I definitely won’t do that again. Traffic is horrendous, and parking is unbelievably expensive. I ended up spending $54/night to park the car at the hotel where we were staying. [That is just ridiculous!] Next time I’ll fly, and walk (it’s not a very big city), or take a taxi or bus to where I want to go. $108 goes a long way in a taxi, and even further on a bus.
I also learned I don’t need to go to another lymphoma conference. For all the talk about how great our health care system is in the US, treatment options for cancer (which consist of infusing deadly chemicals into the body) haven’t really changed much in the past 40 years, except for maybe the reemergence of Bendamustine, an old East German drug [chemical] which is showing good promise in treating lymphoma. There is some new research going on, but nothing at all earth shattering, or that I didn’t know about already, but even those are years off. Hopefully I’ll still be around then, but I have my doubts.
I did get one piece of new information from of the conference, and that was, in addition to having MCL, I may also have Cutaneous T Cell Lymphoma (CTCL).
You see, ever since my diagnosis with MCL, I have noticed a number of lightly discolored spots on my chest and back. They never bothered me, they’re relatively small, and they’re not very visible, so I never gave them much thought, that is until I saw pictures at the conference which bare a striking resemblance to what I have. The spots make up well less than 5% of my body’s total surface area, so if it is CTCL then it is likely a very mild form known as Mycosis fungoides (MF).
In about 10% of the cases, MF can spread to the blood, lymphnodes and other organs, but the spread in very unpredictable. In most people it progresses very slowly, or often times, not at all, which after 7½ years, just might be my case.
Of course it is possible I don’t have CTCL, as I was told by the expert, at the lymphoma conference, it is rare to have both a T Cell and a B Cell Lymphoma (MCL is a B Cell lymphoma), but it has been known to occur. And I have often been told I am a one of a kind individual.
It will be interesting to see what my oncologist has to say about that at my next appointment.
Worst of all though, it wasn’t until I got home that I learned I gained 4 lbs. I wouldn’t think that was possible, only being gone 5 days. I guess 5 days off the bike, and way too much food and wine, definitely takes it toll.
But it is good to be home, back in my own bed and back to my regular boring life.
