Karen just reminded me that I should let you all know that I had my six-month follow-up check-up at the end of June, and that there was no sign of any cancer. (I didn’t send an update then, because they were concerned about elevated bilirubin levels — but it looks now as if these are due to a completely benign condition called Gilbert’s Syndrome — so that’s all right!) It’ll be another 4½ years before they’ll give me the “all clear,” but for this particular cancer, the first year is by far the most likely time for any recurrence. So this is really good news! …
I’m sorry that it’s been so long since I’ve posted. No news is more-or-less good news, though, as I’m sure you’ve guessed.
So, on Monday the 9th, on the way to Montréal for the conference, I finished my radiation therapy. After bidding a fond farewell to the technicians, I got to ring the lovely brass I’ve-finished-my-therapy bell that had been donated to the center by an early patient. What fun! …
So just over two weeks ago I was reminded of a cartography conference that I had wanted to attend. It’s held in a different location each year and, though I’d heard good things about it, I’d never managed to attend before. I’m not a cartographer, of course, but I’d heard it was particularly welcoming to those working in neighboring fields and those who are simply interested in mapmaking. Since I am working on maps, I’d hoped at some point to attend and learn everything I could.
My tallest backpack, with food pouch at highest possible height and pump at the lowest, with cloth for catching dribbles
This year was to be a particularly simple year for me to attend, as the conference is right next door (3½ hours away) in Montréal.
