Can You hear me ?
My mind is speaking loud and clear, can you hear me?
Yes I know the answer to your question, can you hear me?
I have a really funny joke, can you hear me?
Let me tell you how that works, can you hear me?
I know where that tool is, it's in the garage on the shelf 3rd from the top,behind the saw in the green box,can you hear me?
It's amazing as your physical voice disappears how much louder,smarter,funnier and absolutely frustrated that voice in your head gets.It never seems to be quiet, it's always knows the answer or a better way of doing things and usually wants to talk all night. Sometimes even thinks he's the smartest person in the room (usually when I'm alone) how on earth is everyone going to survive without me?
I've heard this disease described as being trapped, what a perfect description because feeling trapped is certainly present a lot.
I really have to count my blessings for the toys available to help us out to communicate with like computers and speech devices, because I for 1 wouldn't be so cheerful without them. Not saying whether I agree or disagree when pals throw in the towel but certainly understand why from a frustration point of view.
I'm not really making any point just sharing some feelings that maybe others maybe feeling or not and exercising my right or ability to still write. I'm sure other pals feel like this and maybe reading this some cals will understand why we seem grumpy sometimes
Can You hear me?
My mind is speaking loud and clear, can you hear me?
Yes I know the answer to your question, can you hear me?
I have a really funny joke, can you hear me?
Let me tell you how that works, can you hear me?
I know where that tool is, it's in the garage on the shelf 3rd from the top,behind the saw in the green box,can you hear me?
It's amazing as your physical voice disappears how much louder,smarter,funnier and absolutely frustrated that voice in your head gets.It never seems to be quiet, it's always knows the answer or a better way of doing things and usually wants to talk all night. Sometimes even thinks he's the smartest person in the room (usually when I'm alone) how on earth is everyone going to survive without me?
I've heard this disease described as being trapped, what a perfect description because feeling trapped is certainly present a lot.
I really have to count my blessings for the toys available to help us out to communicate with like computers and speech devices, because I for 1 wouldn't be so cheerful without them. Not saying whether I agree or disagree when pals throw in the towel but certainly understand why from a frustration point of view.
I'm not really making any point just sharing some feelings that maybe others maybe feeling or not and exercising my right or ability to still write. I'm sure other pals feel like this and maybe reading this some cals will understand why we seem grumpy sometimes
Can You hear me?