My last night on call on oncology, and it’s a black weekend … and daylight savings time is about to begin. It would’ve been nice to have one less hour of call. But of course, we admit patients until 2am anyway, so it’s really just one less hour of sleep. Nevertheless, it’s my last call night before my 2-week vacation, and I feel like nothing can hurt me now. Looking back, my oncology rotation opened my eyes to how horrible, and unpredictable, cancer can be. With Melody away from home, I’ve spent my evenings working furiously on a vacation album from our previous trip (from last year). The need to clean out my fridge before leaving has also led me to some creative concoctions in the kitchen with the few remaining perishables. Fortunately, my busy schedule both at work and at home has helped me drown out events that have unfolded on the home front. All in all, I’m just looking forward to better times ahead.