"A few times he said 'from here on out I'm going to do things differently, yes, from here on out, as if he really was."
"What?"
"I watched a show about this person who was about to die. His was sick. When the doctor and the patient were separate you could sense they knew there could be no more treatment, but when they sat together they both denied this. The doctor was willing to try one more round of radiation, the patient was willing to except this procedure, if only to get back to a normal life."
"Right."
"What is a normal life?"
"Well if you live in a suburb it is sitting on a riding lawn mower."
"Yeah probably. Yeah you're right, that's normal. You are fighting your way---you are denying your way, to get back to that riding lawnmower. Something just makes me think that if you had three attempted bone marrow transplants, three powerful radiation treatments, that has also failed, and you have wasted away to 90 pounds from 160; you would have to start believing that the riding lawn mower, and this failed attempt to save your life was also a part of your life. There is no 'getting back'."
"Well this happens to showcase a resilience."
"I don't know. It seems like a repression. There is nothing normal about life. If anything it continues to be strange and undefined. If anything sitting in ICU or sitting on a lawn mower gives us an opportunity to define. If we start to look closer. If we just start to stay still we begin to define these moments."
"You think?"
"Yeah. Because there is nothing normal about both of those things."

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