Diane - The Pink House OTC |
Which rather put me in a reflective mood...
About starting a new year and not knowing what lies ahead...
Oak tree draped with Spanish Moss in our neighborhood this a.m. |
Later, Boomer and I turned a corner and there ahead of us, in the alley, sat a cat in the fog. And I thought, oh look, a kitty. But as we neared it, I could tell something was wrong with that cat. Then the cat looked up at us with its pale white face and pointy ears and I was startled to realize it wasn't a cat at all, but a possum. And I thought, sometimes, things aren't what they appear to be. Especially in the fog...
Last week, Bob and I went to see Dr. Doom. He's the ear, nose, throat doctor. This was a follow-up from the video swallow test that Bob had in November. I knew the test results weren't good as I had spoken with the speech pathologist afterwards, but to see this stuff in writing. To see "The Final Report" just sort of brought things home.
I took this pic for the attorney, and had to tell Bob to please look a bit sad, as he kept goofing around... |
Like: "penetration, silent and weak". Or "pharyngeal constriction".
And: "spillage into valleculae", "spillage into pyriform sinuses", "labial spillage".
And this: "There was significant pooling of matter in the valleculae and pyriforms that could be ... ====>>
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