Some updated photos

I visited for a short while with Denny today to catch up on how he’s been this holiday season, and snapped a few more photos of his progression.

Denny needs two hands to open his pack of cigarettes.

Denny’s leg braces help keep him walking around the house without additional support most of the time. 

Denny shows how the progression of ALS has crippled his hands, and cause atrophy of some of his muscles causing them to sink in somewhat. 

 
A friend of Denny’s custom made him a cane that straps onto his wrist and gives a better handle for support than a traditional cane.

 
Denny shows off his new walker while talking about how he’s going to trick it out with some flame decals and such.

 This photo shows the laceration on the back of his head, suffered during a mishap in the house where he lost the strength in his leg momentarily.

Denny through Song

By Greg Allman – I’ll be holding on

I have lived my life my way For tonight and for today It’s the strongest hearts they say That always survive I’m fallen through the years As each dream it disappears When the night is full of tears
I’ll be holding on Now this life is instant black But I won’t be looking back The rain washed out the tracks
I’ll never find again I’m still reaching for the light I’m still wearing out the night And you know I’ll be alright
I’ll be holding on
When I stand alone I don’t stand on memories Of all the ones you’ve known
I’ll be holding on
I know how it is I know how it will be (When) All the rest are gone
I’ll be holding on
Well my life is made of sand It flows right through my hand Each day I make a stand
And I’ll see it through I’ll be reaching for the light I’ll be wearing out the night
And you know I’ll be alright
I’ll be holding on
When I stand alone I don’t stand on memories Of all the ones you’ve known
I’ll be holding on
I know how it is Cause I’m broken when I’m open And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away I know how it is I know how it will be
(When) All the rest are gone
I’ll be holding on.

By Iron Maiden – Wasted
From the coast of gold, across the seven seas I’m traveling on, far and wide But now it seems, I’m just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn’t me but someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home Another city goes by, in the night Ain’t it funny how it is, you never miss it till it’s gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be till my dying day
So understand Don’t waste your time always searching for those wasted years Face up…make your stand And realize you’re living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind Can’t ease this pain, so easily When you can’t find the words to say, it’s hard to make it through another day And it makes me wanna cry, and throw my hands up to the sky So understand Don’t waste your time always searching for those wasted years Face up…make your stand
And realize you’re living in the golden years By Seether –Broken I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away I keep your photograph; Not know it serves me well I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away ;you’re gone away; you don’t feel me here anymore The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away