2017-01-06 – An emotional vlog.

My wife approved my script for this week’s vlog, which is an emotional vlog – principally about her grandma nearing the end of her life – so I start getting the camera, tripod and other ancillary equipment set-up as soon as I am dressed and downstairs.  I drink my tea and Nutriblast which my wife has prepared before leaving for work, and set about loading the script into the teleprompter app on my iPad.

grandma and great-great-granddaughter
My wife’s grandma and her great-great-granddaughter

I have a number of unsuccessful takes before I have enough material for my vlog – I keep getting a lump in my throat and choking up when I’m trying to get the words out.  When I have imported all of the footage onto my MacBook, I take a break before starting work on the editing.  I go into our back garden and split enough logs to last us a couple of days, then take a basketful into the house for the fire tonight.  When I have finished that task, the dog is reminding me that it’s about time I threw her ball for her, so I take her for a walk and throw the ball for her.

My walking isn’t too stilted today, but I think my balance is worse than  it was yesterday.  Dystonia and dyskinesia appear to be unchanged, but tremor is breaking through badly (from time to time) on both sides which makes editing my vlog a bit of a challenge.  No adjustments to my device at the moment – I think my symptoms have been a bit up and down this week, probably as a result of late nights and a couple of long days.  I think I need to get back into my usual routine and see if things settle down a bit.

I light the fire, finish editing my vlog, and upload it to my YouTube Channel.  My wife, who is running very late, calls to tell me she is on her way home, so I prepare dinner so that all we have to do is turn the hob on when she walks through the door.  An early night is what the doctor ordered, but it’s gone 8.30pm and we still haven’t eaten, so that’s not going to happen!  My sore throat is still hanging about, so I treat it to a little single malt whisky (neat – I like to be tidy when I drink) while I await the appearance of my wife.

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