Because we’re situated in a resort community, our hospital admits as many visitors as locals. Some of these tourists are in the middle of treatments for severe diseases. I’m sure that their thinking is along the lines of “I don’t care if I do have cancer—I’m going to live my life! I’m taking that long-planned vacation!”
Often these restless souls don’t bother telling their oncologists that they’re slipping down south for a few days of “R&R” following a session of chemotherapy treatment. (I can’t blame them. In their shoes, I would be sneaky, too.) I’m sure they’re concerned that their doctors would discourage traveling.
