What is normal?

I can feel "it" starting to get closer. The cancer treatment is slowly closing in -- starting to take its toll on Keith. I can see it in his face, his body, his energy level. In spite of the fact that he still pushes himself to do many everyday things there is an encroaching fatigue that is now noticeable.

In spite of it all, though, he made eggplant parmesan for dinner and had Karen, Aimee and Luis join us. I guess the long nap helped.

I am mixed on whether it is better for him to keep trying to do things, or take it easier. Under normal circumstances a person feels better with exercise. Does that still apply now?

Questions. Questions. And more questions. Cancer turns everything upside down, sideways, backwards and every other way, but the right way. What are the best things to eat? What should be avoided? What is normal? What is not?

So we read. We write. We talk to professionals. We talk to friends. Then we read and write some more.

We hope that it will all just be over. We wait anxiously for that day. We just want to go back to normal again. Normal has become such a wonderful word. Who ever would have thought that would be a goal in life? We take so much for granted. But, I guess that is normal.