I thought that rocket salad and Parma ham would be the death of me.
It made sense to me that if weakened muscles may be the problem, there must be a way of strengthening them. It made sense why it would work. I was already familiar with the concept of neuromuscular adaptions from my workouts.
14 days later I could swallow almost anything. It was a huge relief that spurred me on to continue the exercises.
The doctor told me that I should understand that they couldn’t treat me for something they couldn’t see.
I didn’t dare tell anyone, it was all just so unlikely. But in the end, I couldn’t keep it to myself and I told my mother.
It helped a little to talk about the difficulties, at the same time that it felt muddled. For even if I doubted myself, it was still obvious that the problem was actually in my throat.
I seldom buy new products that are sold over the net, but the company’s website sounded business-like, and the fact that there was a lot of research behind the product gave a feeling of security.
After a few weeks’ consistent exercise, I could feel a real difference. The daily nightmare of standing over the toilet, faded from my life.
I was still in my 40s and wondered if the rest of my life would be characterised by slurred speech and acidic reflux? Then I stumbled over IQoro.