Seems to be the story of my life. If not me, then Eric.

Repeat after me: unemployment sucks.

That’s what I keep telling myself every time I even think about complaining about Eric and my travel schedule. Right now, Eric is on a plane heading back from Bermuda. He was there for a one-day business meeting. Tonight, I catch a 7 pm flight headed towards Atlanta and the ASCO Annual Meeting. I’m back on Tuesday, then Eric leaves on Sunday for 10 days in San Diego. He comes back on the 20th (I think), and I’m in Albany June 28-29. Or at least I think it’s Albany. I know why I’m going (New York State Dialogue for Action meeting), I know it’s in New York and I know when…I just have to look up my Amtrak receipt to remind myself of exactly where. Yup, it’s Albany.

Looks like July and August will be light on the travel, except for our family vacation to Disneyworld at the end of August. Imagine that…Eric and I on a plane at the same time to the same place.

I’m looking forward to the meeting…it’s a huge conference of oncologists and we have a booth.

I picked a great time for this:

You can say it…ewwwwwwww.

No, it’s not a picture of my eye…but it’s close. It’s called a subconjunctival hemorrhage. It looks a lot worse than it is. It’s just a broken blood vessel in the white of the eye. I probably sneezed too hard, it happens from time to time. This time it was a bit painful because the blood clumped (you can say it…ewwwwww) in the corner so every time I moved my eye and the iris touched the clumpy part it stung. Kind of felt like it did back when I wore contacts and they didn’t fit right. It was giving me a bit of a headache.

Because of all the traveling, and because Eric was nudging me (it really does look disgusting) I saw an Opthamologist on Tuesday who told me what I already knew: it’s nothing to worry about. It will take a while to clear up, though so I’ll probably wear sunglasses at ASCO otherwise I’ll be explaining “it’s okay, it’s nothing” a lot. Then again, I’ll be in a room full of doctors.