Yesterday my mother started intensive voice therapy. As her Parkinson’s has progressed, her voice is very quiet and can get quite raspy. The object of the therapy is to help her to use her diaphragm properly again to breathe and speak. It will also help improve her facial muscles. One of the symptoms of Parkinson’s is called “facial masking” – the face can appear to have a grim or set look since the muscles don’t work properly. The therapy should also help slow potential problems with swallowing. She will meet with the therapist 1 hour a day for 4 days a week for 4 weeks. The therapist is a beautiful young woman – inside and out. Today she told us that she has spoken in front of groups of people who have the disease and that it can be difficult to tell what their reaction is due to the facial masking. But as she got to know them individually, she could see that there were wonderful people beneath that lack of expression. She said her goal is to help who they are on the inside come through more on the outside.
I Found God today in the caring heart of a therapist.