One problem with my life right now is the talking part. I spend most of the time being quiet. Ken and I go about our day and have conversations every so often and at meal time, but most of the time, I am alone, either reading or working around the farm. But most of the time, I am not speaking.
The Neurologist in Texas recommended that I keep working as long as possible, just to keep me talking as much as possible. Today, talking on the phone with Mary M., I realized that I was struggling with words. She could tell too. It is the first time I have felt that I have regressed. This week we had lots of company so I have been in many conversations, so I don't really understand why I am struggling today with my words.
When I first began to get back my talking, I read aloud from magazines. Perhaps I should do it now. Or perhaps I will begin to read aloud from the books I am reading. Maybe I should get sociable and visit Helen every day and have a chat, or spend more time on the phone. It appears the Neurologist was right.
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