It is no secret that I love to talk, not sure if I always have something of importance to say though. If you ask my wife I never have anything of importance to say. 🙂 I have been noticing that my speech is a little labored, especially when I’m more wore out. I will never stop talking and writing, just like everything else I will figure it out. My mindset is there is always a way. This is a joy in my life and I’m not about to give it up. Just like when I lost the ability to walk I grieved for minute and went on to Plan B. Possibly losing the ability to talk makes me sad, but I don’t have time or the energy to cry about it, as I said in unDIAGNOSED don’t wallow, be happy. I plan to be happy as long as my blood is pumping.