A phrase you'll all learn to dread as you, or a loved one ages, is "New Normal". I've had a few of them, the most recent involves a virtual fishbowl that used to be my good (right) eye. In a month or two, I hope to get back to my old "new normal" of just dealing with Long Covid and/or?? just being stuck inside too long.
There is a perceptual shift, much like those of new parents, who suddenly notice things that were previously invisible, that comes from these changes. I try to be attentive to those changes in others near and dear to me.
even if you can't get back to the old new normal, you'll eventually get used to the new new normal. I live with a progressive disability and that's what I've found - you grieve your losses, adapt, get back in the (altered) groove and the cycle repeats. sometimes things come back, sometimes not. so it was when I couldn't type for a while, so it is now with my wheelchair. it sucks but you can do it.
