The speech therapist came last week and gave Sandy a swallow test. I kind of wanted it just to see where he's at. I suspected that he was having minor swallowing issues. She said he does not have any major swallowing problems, just slight ones...such as not swallowing all the liquid in his mouth - so he should swallow twice when drinking. He still throws back a mouthful of pills at once even though I try to talk him out of it.
I think he's determined not to give in to swallowing issues as he knows that the disease is getting very serious at that point. He eats very slowly and has for a couple of years (I should take a lesson as I wolf my food down as if the house is on fire)..probably because I have a million jobs awaiting me.
So...the swallowing issues, although minor at this point, have begun. I am thankful that it's not a problem at this time and his voice, although getting softer, is still there. Right now he's calling because he wants to get out of bed. His body, however, is really in bad shape. He is as hard as a concrete statue and even though he only weighs about 150 pounds, it's impossible to push him even a couple of inches if I want to move him either to sit up straighter or move him in bed. His left side is practically useless but fortunately he can eat with his right hand. He can't take even one step and is having trouble even standing for more than 10 seconds while hanging on to a bar. His mind is still sharp although when I ask him to move a body part, sometimes he just looks at me like it doesn't register for a minute. Disconnect from brain to body.
I wish I had journaled this experience from the beginning but didn't take the time. This site is helpful because we can look back at our own posts to recall where we have been.
Nothing really to ask you. Just filing a report of sorts. Thank you, dear people, for listening.