The New Normal

Dad told me the other day I have to start getting used to the new normal. 

With the start of spring upon us, I have to begin to become comfortable with my new normal.  This means regular doctor's visits and blood work to be done.  This means having my doctors programed into my phone.  I am pretty sure I am the only one amongst my friends who has doctors programed into their cell phones.

This means having my medication in a weekly pill dispenser.  New normal means having to double check every time I leave the house that I have my medicines, especially my blood thinners around dinner time.

It means standing in the kitchen beginning to cry when you accidently cut your finger when cutting rolls for dinner.  This just occurred.  I tried to keep my tears in and let Mom and Dad get food while I stood there with a napkin wrapped around my finger.  Don't worry kids, the cut was similar to a paper cut, but it was still heart stopping.

My new normal is not something I'm happy to try to become comfortable with.  But I guess being uncomfortable is the reason why I have a new normal.  I just hope that eventually I don't have to take so many pills, or have to worry about getting cuts.

PS GO UCONN