I never believed that life would be normal after Dennis' treatment. He had stage III tonsillar, had the upper right lobe of his lung removed and drank like a fish. Had no hope.
He changed. He stopped drinking. Completely recovered from chemo and rad, and now I sometimes am amazed that I no longer question a difference in our diets. It used to be nothing but chocolate shakes with as much protein as I could cram into a serving. Three times a day.....begging him to just take a little. Now, he is eating anything that he wants. Prayers are answered! (Don't give a flying rip who your higher up is....he knows, and he hears, if you mean it!)
I'm the one who has to back up sometimes and wonder. It was soooooooooo f...ing hard for so long, and now we're supposed to act normal again?
It's always a feeling you have in the back of your mind....'what if'...'what now'....but life has always been that way, hasn't it? We were just to busy to notice.
I'm trying to thank God (hope that's ok to say now...???? ) everyday that I'm able to realize the gift we've been given.
An ordinary.....boring.....BEAUTIFUL....Life..
Mandi