I feel like a ping pong ball.

I'm returning to San Jose for the third time in 10 days for an appointment Monday with my oncologist. The first time was a wasted trip as the cat scan was broken. The second trip resulted in a successful cat scan.

My radiation is delayed because of the broken machine. I will be notified to start radiation possibly next week.

I haven't been able to find a place to stay for a short term rental while going through about 6 weeks of radiation. And I sure can't afford to stay in a hotel for that length of time.

It's true that sh*t happens. I just had to get my septic tank pumped out and lines cleared of plant growth to the tune of $350.