Wishful thinking...
ordinarily I do not dwell on what I can no longer do, but hearing about drinking coffee & talking to your wife, brings back old memories. I was diagnosed with bulbar ALS in Mar 05, tho I had symptoms some months before. Slurring of speech forced me to give up teaching (algebra & Spanish), I can no longer go to Nicaragua with mission team (one of my greatest joys!), now I cannot communicate unless I write it down. It's hard to have a real conversation with a dry erase board. I gave up coffee since I have to have thickener in it to get it down without aspirating. Thickened coffee just won't cut it--& what I would give for a glass of ice water! My daughter & 2 Granddaughters are here for a visit & it is so hard not to be able to say prayers when I tuck them in at night, not reading bedtime stories. They always thought I was the "fun" Meme who could do whatever they did. Oh, well, enough of this it is beginning to omit the stench of self-pity & I ONLY ALLOW MYSELF 15 MIN OF PITY PARTY ONCE A MONTH. This is the day the Lord has made; I will rejoice & be glad in it. I may even live dangerously & have some coffee!