You may have noticed
that I have been writing rather infrequently lately. To ease everyone’s minds,
I am doing just fine. Let me explain.
Over the past month
Barry has taken two major trips. The first was to Israel, where he returned to
teach his 5-day clinical radiation biology course. He had been teaching this five
day course at the Rambam Hospital in Tel Aviv every three years or so until about ten years ago. At that time, a
group led by the Israeli oncologist who had originally brought Barry into the
course in Israel formed a regional consortium to include residents in both radiation
oncology and medical oncology from throughout the region to take the course. At
the time, the least controversial location was in Istanbul, Turkey. At that
point, a second radiation biologist, from Switzerland, began to share the
teaching with him. Barry taught in Istanbul two or three times, missing the
year when I was undergoing treatment.
This year a different
set of plans ensued. Due to some changes in the residency program curricula for
radiology and radiation oncology in Israel, there was renewed interest in
having Barry and his Swiss colleague return to teach there. Although the other
course is still being given in Turkey, his going there would have amounted to
more travel than was reasonable for Barry to do. So Barry went off to Israel
for about ten days.
Travel to Israel
seemed prohibitively complicated and risky for me, so as much as I would have
liked to join him, Barry went himself. But we are getting older now, and the
time adjustment, which he never found easy, has only become more difficult. So
he needed to go a few days early in order to be able to get sufficient rest to
be able to do those many hours of teaching.
Then, after a little
more than three weeks at home, he again headed for the airport, this time to
Montpellier, France, for a meeting of the large consortium which he and a
researcher from the UK lead looking at genetic determinates of adverse
reactions to radiation therapy. This trip, too, was quite enticing, but I
simply did not feel up to the difficult journey and the risk that all the balls
would not be in play when they needed to be.
So, during both those
trips, I stayed in Sharon, where I spent time with the children pretty much
every day. While Barry was in Israel, our daughters prepared all the meals, but
this past week I decided that I should pitch in, and I prepared a number of the
weekday meals. It was a chance to make some things that I enjoy but Barry
cannot eat, but I would much prefer to have him here.
Barry and I have
spent very little time apart during the last 42+ years, and to be perfectly
honest, we rather like it that way. As many of you who have been reading since
I started blogging know, Barry did not stay at home on any of the nights I was
in the hospital for all those rounds of chemotherapy. The accommodations were
far from luxurious, but, rather than going home, he preferred sleeping on the
lounge-chair-that-becomes-a-bed or even on the camp cot we had brought in case
none of those chairs was available. What can I say? We are just sort of silly
like that.
Barry came back from
France on Thursday evening, and we stayed in Sharon for the weekend. Ella
celebrated her 8th birthday with a party on Sunday. Dina and Aaron
took a whole bunch of girls to see the new movie “Inside Out.” We had hoped to
stay for that but it turned out that Barry needed to be in New York first thing
Monday morning, so we went to the theater for the cake and ice cream but left
before the movie. It has gotten amazing reviews (AO Scott loved it, and it has
a 100% on Rotten Tomatoes) and we do plan to see it. The children really
enjoyed it, so it will not be difficult to find at least one child to come
along with us and see it again.
Back in May I wrote
about an invitation I received for a “Survivorship Celebration” at Memorial
Sloan Kettering Cancer Center. Today is the day, and it’s time to get ready to
go. It should be interesting so I will have something to write about soon!
Be well, all.
Love,
Rebecca
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