We went to Jimmy Buffet last night. A normal night out. Some things were difficult: it's hard for him to turn the keys in the ignition, maneuvering the stairs, up and down our seats, leaving a little early to avoid the crowd. All in all though, fun to go out.
Since there is no cure for ALS, no treatment, it's a weird waiting game. What's the next thing to happen? The next muscle to go? Will he choke? Fall down the stairs? Fall down at work? Stop being able to talk? Until the next loss, we just go on.