A book and it's cover

I attended a holiday get together the other night. Like most of these type of events, it was a good mix of people I see often, and those that I haven't seen in a while. 

At one point I was talking to a person that I see several times a year and whom I thought was up to date on my situation. My mistaken assumption. After a little small talk she asked how things were going with my health and made the offhand comment, ‘you’re in remission now, aren’t you?’. I gave her the update, and probably more since that is a habit of mine, but the conversation stuck with me. 

Now, a few days later and I began to ponder this;  I imagine for a lot of people at our church, school and neighborhood, who really don’t know me that well and aren’t probably readers of this blog, they see me and think ‘well he looks great, he must have gotten over it’. [note, when I said ‘looks great’, I mean healthy]. Frankly, I do look healthy and happy so how would anyone know. The same may be said about them and my view and assumption, I see them and they ‘look’ alright, but in reality I have absolutely no idea what’s going on in their life beyond the small talk we exchange at a holiday party.

There is nothing more, nothing deeper, just an observation on my part.

On to my treatment decision. It looks like after all we may be headed east, versus west. Nothing is concrete, but through some initial discussions with the clinical nurse it appears the opportunity in Los Angeles would  require nine round trips in the first three months. I’ll provide more updates as we get then but for now it looks like we might be headed to New Jersey three times in a month, but then we’d be done with that treatment.