The Fat Lady Isn’t Singing

Ha. In my last post I said that by this time next year I’ll have nothing to write about. Ha. With this condition I’ll always have something to write about.

The doctor finally gave me the right medication but I guess it was so long since I had been without it that I had a coughing bout anyway. I coughed for a week straight. I haven’t been compliant with my diet. So I have to take some blame. Now when I cough I have phlegm too. During my recent coughing fit I actually coughed out a huge hunk of the stuff. (That’s the end of the grossness, I promise.)

I hate to say what I’m scared of because I know that will make it come true. I don’t want to drink thickened liquids when I am old. Thin liquids make me cough sometimes. There. I’ve said it. I’m sure some dumb, but well-meaning speach therapist in my future will order thickened liquids. I’ll have to get a tatoo that says, “I have LRD and don’t need thickened liquids” in case I can’t speak for myself.