Passing Go

I've been trying to decide what to write for days and still seem unable.

It has been an eventful few weeks, but I've also had plenty of down time, which is good. My body and mind need it. I also like the idea of making like the rest of the natural world, settling into the rhythm of the season with a gentle hibernation instead of lighting things up like a boxing-day shopper on crack.

In doing so, I am using my "off" and "no" buttons more frequently. After all, nobody is keeping track but me.

Oh, and ICBC.

They recently sent me a bill for a speeding ticket I got en route to Calgary in 1994.

Seriously, am I still on the hook for what I did when I was 18? I considered waiting until they phoned to see if they'd try and collect from someone on chemotherapy. There have to be better perks for flashing your cancer card than getting priority for the H1N1 vaccine. It's worth a try.

Tomorrow (Friday), I will be up bright and early to have my next CT scan before getting the go ahead to remain on the SGN-35 trial. By the way, SGN-35 was officially named several months ago as the very catchy Brentuximab Vedotin. Rolls off the tongue, don't you think?

If things remain "stable" or better, I'll get another check mark and infusion #11 next Friday. Scans will happen every eight weeks or so, and as long as I can keep getting these kind of results, I should be able to remain on the trial. If not, well, we'll cross that bridge if we get to it.

So, fingers will be crossed over the weekend as we wait for the results.

Feel free to cross a few of your own, or twelve!