Normal

I woke up early this morning. My bladder was screaming, "Run, run". I have to be careful not to jump out of bed to quickly. Our bed has been pushed out of the way for renos, and my side is up against the low sloping side of the front dormer. So, carefully I make my way down stairs. Regardless of my own urgent needs I stop in to see Mark. He's awake. I drop the sides of his bed and look into those big brown eyes. I kiss his cheek and he laughs, everything is back to normal. I set up his morning feed, crush the seven pills that are part of his normal, and then I stumble off down the hall feeling like a Diet Coke with a Mentos in it.

Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! normal.