I have a 10am appointment with the speech therapist in Norwich this morning, so I’m out of bed at 7.30 and take the dog for an early walk. I slosh down a couple of mugs of tea and leave the house at just before 8.45 to drive to Norwich.
I have been waiting for this appointment with great anticipation, hoping that they will be able to suggest ways of overcoming my eating problems (the muscles in my face and mouth are becoming less effective at doing their jobs, and I keep biting the inside of my mouth and my tongue – very painful!), so I’m very disappointed when the therapist tells me that she doesn’t have any answers. She says that she will email me the instructions for some exercises that I can try, but its possible that these exercises will cause my problems to worsen – terrific!
I return to Southrepps for a frustrating afternoon of filming myself for my vlog – my voice is weak today, and I keep getting the cadence and rhythm of sentences wrong; twice as many re-takes as usual!
I finish editing my video, upload it to my YouTube channel and publish it by the time my wife arrives home from work with our eldest granddaughter in tow – she is staying with us tonight because her mummy isn’t feeling very well this evening!