Prior to my diagnosis, we'd planned to take several days to go to the beach and our airfare and room were already paid for. As it happened, it was precisely when they'd have scheduled my surgery. We asked and the surgeon said, "Go." One week wasn't going to make a difference and I won't be going anywhere for quite awhile afterwards. So we're listening to her and heading out. Since the airline charges even for carry-on baggage, we are both taking only one "personal item" (a bag not to exceed 18 x 14 x 8 inches, including handles) and travel lightly. I plan to spend the next six days eating good seafood, staring at the ocean, and trying to get myself into a mental space for what's ahead for me. Back in a week.