I can no longer talk. I communicate by written note or computer. I still enjoy life. I am still very interested in the work around me and derive enjoyment as a spectator. I enjoy writing, music, movies and, most of all, visits with family and friends.
Life is good.
People tell me I have a great attitude. They admire me for it. I've decided it must be true, though it seems like the only way to be. I wonder what it is about me that allows me to enjoy life under such adverse conditions. One thing is that I accept my condition.