MND can get in the sea

My new housemate and I slept through most of Monday. I'm not quite sure what Teddy's excuse is but mine was the aftereffects of the weekend's shenanigans. I didn't plan to stay in bed all day but my body just wanted to rest, a common complaint of MND sufferers. Teddy found a window ledge up high, which catches the sun, while I went for the more traditional bed, and we stayed there all day until Alice came home to her snoozing boys.  I didn't do much more during the week either. I seem to have got myself in a bit of a routine of resting during the week then going bananas at the weekend! The small tasks that I can still do like cooking the evening meal and the washing up really tire me out and I can't stand for too long. Alice has become my sous-chef, opening jars, carrying heavy saucepans, and mashing the potatoes. I did however, train as a chef on leaving school and worked in cafes, hotels, and restaurants for many years, so she does get well fed. We

This week was all about Teddy! Our latest addition to the Baker household is our gorgeous Savannah Tabby cat and he has settled in extremely well. He watched the Paralympics from his dark hidey hole under my record decks in the conservatory for the first three days, only emerging for food once the daylight had run out. By Wednesday though, Alice had enticed him out with catnip and treats and he rubbed himself up against her and was happy to wash himself in front of us, and by Friday they were cuddling on the sofa. A quick internet search informed me that Savannahs are known for their loyalty so he will be a companion to me over the coming months (and hopefully years) while I'm in the house alone and a good friend to Alice once I'm a tree. They also have tall, thin bodies, a small head, and big ears (a bit like Alice). He's a very handsome fellow and we've fallen in love with him. Apparently, they can be trained to walk on a leash and also to fetch. &

After last week's exertions on our island sojourn, I had the opportunity of resting my legs at home, doing some serious sunbathing and watching the Paralympics, and that's exactly what I did.  The first human other than Alice and Fin that I had seen for 3 days was Dani, a speech and language therapist who came out to see me to assess my swallow as dysphagia can be one of the symptoms of motor neurone disease. I have noted already that my voice has become weaker in recent weeks and I feel as though I'm swallowing saliva more between meals and at night. She got me to perform various movements with my mouth, tongue and throat, and watched and felt my throat as I swallowed a biscuit and drunk water, and we were both pleasantly surprised that after her evaluation, my swallow was normal. She did detect a slight weakness on the left side of my mouth, but was happy enough to leave me with factsheets on dysphagia and vocal care, and we will talk again in four months.  Alice and I po