Kuala Lampur, April 2 -- Of course, the one time I go to a mall without my cane, I fall so spectacularly I can only remember rolling around and somehow cutting up both my knees.

My mask was loose and instead of stopping to adjust it I kept walking and alas, I keep forgetting that lesson I should know by now - cancer makes you a terrible multitasker.

I remember screaming in the parking lot and suddenly a whole bunch of people coming to help.

Now I wish I could say I was more gracious but in reality the only thing I could do was lie on my side, groaning, not wanting to get up because it bloody hurt.

Fortunately I wasn't alone and my companion got my bloodied knees disinfected and bandaged though I think, despite the bruises and blood, m...