The Caveats

So, I had my appointment yesterday with a speech pathologist. I was extremely nervous because in the 20+ years that I have had MS, I have NEVER had an appointment with a speech pathologist. I tallied up the amount of doctors I have seen in my mind once and I think I have seen a total of 20 different doctors.

The nurse who came to get us was very kind and I found out that I am “Birthday twins” with her son who is 20 and the speech pathologist was a kind young woman and she will be the speech pathologist I see from now on in Dearborn. We will call on Monday to set up appointments for me.

She explained to me what the test was going to be like and I maneuvered in my chair to the proper place between the x-ray plates and facing a glass window. A doctor came in and sat at the desk that was on the other side of the window. I had brought my own mugs because holding cups is difficult for me and I did not want to spill things.

She told me that I would be drinking barium and that barium, “Is not the worst thing in the world you will taste but it is not good!” After all the tests we did, I believe her! I was so nervous about the test that as things started, she had me take my mask off and smile. She commented on my nice smile and all I could say was, “Thank you.” I couldn’t even make the standard joke of my Dad paying a lot of money for it!

Before the test started she had me open my mouth, say, “Ah,” stick my tongue out and push my tongue against the inside of my cheek against her finger. She also had me lick my lips in a circle first going one way and then the other way. That was difficult too!

After I drank the NOT good tasting barium, she spread it in pudding form on a graham cracker and had me chew that. When the testing was finished, she had my Mom come back into the room and she showed me the video of me swallowing. My Mom was extremely fascinated because it was kind of cool! Too bad that barium tasted gross!

So, in sum, we talked about getting a prescription for protein shakes because they are so expensive but she’s not the one to prescribe it but she agreed. She told me to stick with the soft foods that I have been eating because as I said before, proteins shakes for breakfast and for lunch, “And a sensible dinner.” (Slim fast commercial from the 80s). I got the test results back today on my chart and the test results are: “Normal.”

But, let me tell you that there is NOTHING that feels normal about me chewing food and swallowing these days. We will see how my appointments for the speech pathologist will work. The test also said that I have an, “Oral delay” but as she described to my Mom and me as we watched the x-ray video that she could tell it was, “Effortful.” I had never heard that one before but it’s kind of like the first time I heard the priest say, “Worthily” that I never thought was a word until I heard a different priest also saying that word!

Looks like EVEN more appointments are in my future!

Another One

I finished this tube last night. I use it for as long as I can but when it’s completely used, I feel in enormous sense of accomplishment! It’s all about the simple pleasures! As per my appointment on Thursday, chewing is an issue more than swallowing. I need to take the victories where I can get them it seems! I like using up all this Chapstick though! There is something so silly about sing in as an accomplishment to use a complete tube but it makes me feel accomplished as well!

I was wondering which Chapstick I would use first and because the weather is so warm out still, I still have some Summer flavors left and I am going to use it until they’re gone, or until my fall and winter flavors come in stock at Target!

I i’m choosing to see this as an accomplishment and I find some satisfaction in that;

Realization

I came to a realization had about 3:30 this morning as I was trying to go to sleep. This realization that I came to caused my pillow case to get wet from my tears. I realized that this year, I can no longer have my Super Bowl food. Chewing has become that difficult for me. I can no longer celebrate my favorite holiday! (Super Bowl)

I cried about it a little bit today as well. I think this realization is just the tip of the iceberg of things I need to deal with and I feel that I am heading into a crossroad in the progression of my disease and I don’t know what to do. Last night, (or this morning), I flipped my pillow over and continued to try to get some sleep…

Vertigo

Sunday evening, my Mom was getting really dizzy! I was extremely concerned and she called the doctor on Monday. They could see her on Tuesday. Tuesday, she was told what she had:

She was told that it is not life-threatening but more of an annoyance. But maybe the real annoyance is that whatever she tells someone about having vertigo, I immediately sing the opening bars of “Vertigo” by U2.

She is slowly getting better and I ask her every morning how the dizziness is. Tuesday, my brother Dave stopped by to transfer me because that makes my Mom MORE dizzy. Sean came by to do the transfers on Wednesday and my Mom was walking into his bedroom where she sleeps now and as she was walking into the room she told him that she has vertigo. He thought for a moment and looked toward me,who, right on cue, raised my left hand and started counting out on my fingers as I said, “Un, dos, tres, catorce!” Sean started to laugh and said that he was waiting for [my mom] to say something about u2.

What can I say?! He IS my son! AND they ARE MY band! But counting out the beginning of that song lays bare how grammatically incorrect it is. My little cousin, Al, told me that. She pointed out that Bono is saying: ”One, two, three, fourteen in Spanish.” I told her that he has “Artistic freedom” because it is a song and he’s Bono! He can do WHATEVER he wants to!!!

My Mom let me listen to “Vertigo” as she washed my legs today and I was reminded of my freshman year in college as we listened:

“For Til College!”

I saw this on Facebook a while ago and I don’t believe my son is grown up as of yet. However, we were thrust into a strange world once Covid hit. He had to move out of our house to continue working and my Mom moved in with me.

Sean came to visit me last Saturday since we are all vaccinated. It was really cool to hang out with him! And, before he left, probably in the middle of our visit, I asked him to get my extra supplement bottles off of the desk under my TV because I was refilling my pillbox and it was in that moment where the quote I saw on Facebook made sense!:

One of the supplements I take is called, ”For-Til B-12:

I asked him to get me that bottle and as he grabbed it, he said, “For till college!“ and I immediately started to laugh! He started to laugh as well and I reminded him that, “Carly kisses like a princess!”

So, I think that I am just nervous about my son being grown-up but we had a great laugh talking about all of the TV shows we watch together when he was growing up:

Executive Decision

Okay, Let me first start out this post by saying that as a rule, I do not drink alcohol while attending a live concert. I do this because I want to experience the band in full force and of sound mind! I don’t want to forget anything! But, when handed a large cup of beer, I just have to drink it. It’s the polite thing to do! That is what I did the one time I saw U2 live at the Vertigo tour in 2006.

Another reason that I do not drink at concerts is the long lines To go to the bathroom! Well, there is only so much alcohol that my bladder can’t hold So I had to make the executive decision to choose which song I would leave my seat to go to the bathroom and I wasn’t even sure how many songs that I would miss! I decided to leave when this song started and I have since been chastised for not watching them perform this song in order to go to the bathroom:

There was no line to the bathroom so I was able to get right in! That made me happy because I would only miss one song. As I was washing my hands at the sink, two very drunk woman came in. I was leaning against the sink with my crutches on either side of me because I was still able to walk back then. One of the women could not believe that I was there! She gave me tons of accolades for coming to the concert and being disabled.

I told her that I would walk through fire for them because this is my favorite band to which she responded with a haphazard and drunken hug that I was grateful that it didn’t knock me too much out of balance. Such a random encounter with two strangers but I still remember it 15 years later! My, “Concert going” days are over now but I appreciate you having gotten to see u2 at least once!

Slippin’

So, I have noticed that Target’s online item list is different than it is in the store. I kept on checking their website because it’s getting soon for my fall and winter flavors of Chapstick. So I was looking for this item:

My Mom actually checked at the store the last time she went to Target. They did NOT have it! I was thinking that they are slippin’ and I was disappointed. That is, until I realize that TODAY is Labor Day! Of course they would not have my fall and winter flavors yet!!!

Days all seem to run together now that I no longer work. I can only keep Mondays and Thursdays in my head because those are, “Cheese Days.” I like to be prepared and do things early! But, I still have some summer flavors of Chapstick left and it’s still super hot outside so I can wait until tomorrow to get my fall and winter tips next. I don’t even get paid for a few more days so I won’t get it immediately anyway.

Regardless of me finding out that Target is NOT slippin,’ this song has been in my head for a while now!:

Nothing Even Matters

At about 1230 last night, (or this morning), I checked the Target website to see if they had updated their Chapstick availability. It had not updated so I tried again when I woke up this morning at about 11:30 (don’t judge me) but it still hadn’t been updated. Maybe after this weekend it will and I’m cool with that because I don’t get paid until next week anyway!

So, in essence, it really doesn’t matter! I have been singing this song in my head since this morning because nothing even matters!

New Sensation


So, I woke up this morning to a new sensation. My nose is no longer numb and just my lips are a little bit. My hand and arm feel like it feels like your legs have fallen asleep and they’re just starting to wake up.

I am extremely frustrated with this new sensation! My arm feels very fluid in terms of tingling and it’s driving me nuts! I told my Mom that I want to rip my arm off! She really doesn’t appreciate that visual but I really want to do it!

Today was, “Hair washing” day and was a little bit weird! I am left-handed and even though my hand feels generally normal, my arm feels super weird! Using my hairdryer to dry my hair felt strange! I had to break up my hair drying into three sections like I did when the pandemic started and my hair was growing because I couldn’t get a haircut. I had to rest my arm because it was extra tingly!

As I was doing this, my cheeks would feel a sporadic moving, tingly sensation as I dried my hair. So this new sensation, these new sensations, are frustrating and annoying! What is comforting is that this new sensation is already changing! Who knows what it will be like tomorrow?! In the meantime, I have this song in my head:

A Thin Line

I laid in my bed last night and thought about my tingly arm and face. I tried to think about why exactly this is happening, aside from me having MS For 20 years, and I figured that I think I need to make a chiropractor appointment.

I sleep on my left shoulder and my weight rests on my left hip and my left shoulder because my right leg is perched on top of my left leg because after two surgeries, the knee is sensitive! It’s probably sensitive because I had my second surgery after I had had MS for 16 years and I am finding out that recovery from that is so difficult!

I am no expert about the skeletal system or whatever but all I know is that my hand was numb and yesterday my arm felt tingly all day! I was hoping I would feel better in the morning! Well, this morning, my arm feels fine! Or as fine as it can feel in having MS for 20 years! That made me extremely happy and then comes the feeling in/on my face…

Let me first, give a little background to how I am going to explain this to you. I spent my ENTIRE childhood staring at this picture in my grandparents living room:

That was from my grandparents wedding. They are my Dad‘s parents. My grandpa had an extremely groomed mustache that was just a thin line above his mouth:

It eventually was a little bit thicker the older he got, but it was still groomed! That is how my face feels today! I feel like I have a mustache like my grandpa that’s a little bit tingly along with my lips.

I can handle this new sensation if this is how it’s going to be, I think! I hope!