The New Normal

This was a tough week.
“Normal” in most every way externally, yet truly grueling in the gut.

TC got very sick last weekend.
Her symptoms were similar to those she had before the Faslodex® started reversing the course of her cancer.
Needless to say, we were on high alert; hoping for the best, expecting the worst.

It went mostly unspoken; “Don’t talk about it and maybe it won’t be”, was the mentality.
We intentionally kept it from the kids; keeping things “normal” was the goal.
But internally, we vacillated between paralyzing fear, and shock and dread. The possibility of “going back there”, was truly an unbearable thought.

The conclusion…

After many rounds of tests and a CT scan, TC’s doctors believe her ailment is NOT related to her cancer!
They think she simply has a “bug”, which will be verified later today pending more test results.
Hallelujah, hallelujah!

But besides the doctor’s (terrific) conclusion, there is also a lesson learned here.
“Don’t borrow trouble” as my mother always says.
Lord knows it’s coming eventually, so don’t hurry it along.

TC, like most of us, is going to get sick from time to time.
We can’t live in fear of the worst case scenario every time she does.
Instead of assuming the worst, we need to train ourselves to believe the best.

The fact of the matter is…it was a normal week around here.
It’s just that it’s a “new normal” these days.

And I’ll take it!