If I were a deejay, I’d have been fired by now

Sorry for the “dead air” or blank page. Good intentions and finding the time to actually fulfill these intentions are two different things. I’ve been home from Europe for a week and half, but already packing to leave for San Francisco. During this time I also had 2 Erbitux treatments and worked the other days. Trying to make sure I follow up on all the promises I made in Europe was top priority, but I also had to prepare for the meetings I’ll be having next week. It’s a never ending cycle.

We met with Dr. Lange last week before my first treatment just for our quarterly check in. He was cautiously optimistic over my latest CT scan results. No sign of disease – 11 months after surgery. He thinks we must be doing something right, which means the Erbitux since I’m not doing anything else. But he also noticed how excited I was to have been able to make that European adventure (and was impressed at how many places I was in such a short period of time- said that itinerary would have a healthy person exhausted…). So we agreed to continue the plan of me deciding how many weeks of treatment and how many weeks of breaks in order to be able to continue work and travel. On this note, I just had 2 weeks of treatment and now I’m taking 3 weeks off for more travel. I’ll start more Erbitux after Thanksgiving.

These two treatments went off pretty smoothly. I’m still waiting for the side effects to appear – a few spots on my eyes and some mouth sores are all I’ve experienced so far. I have a feeling a bone tiredness that I can’t seem to shake. That may be more from everything I’ve been doing to keep busy more than the Erbitux, but it’s probably a combo of everything. Falling asleep between and 8 and 9 every night isn’t that bad, but next week in San Fran if I fall asleep at 8 east coast time, that’ll only be 5 their time so I guess I need to perk up a just a little for the next week. At least on this trip, I know that I won’t be taking any 5 hour bus trips across the countryside, unless I get bored and decide to head out to the Russian River Valley for some wine.

I have lots more to write, but I need to get moving and get a few things in order before hoping on another plane.