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Saved Phrases

Do you cut toenails? Cut straight across, do not shape by clipping. This prevents ingrown toenails.

This is my latest saved message, or phrase, that I stored in my Tobii. I save many messages to my augmentative and alternative communication (AAC) device, in the hope that I will remember them, and be able to retrieve at a later date, when next I need them. Trouble is, the next time I want to access this message, I must remember the exact wording I, originally, used at the time I saved it. Or at the very least, Do you cut... 

Good luck with that!  Time passes and before you know it, you need someone to trim those tree climbers, again. This time your favorite, experienced caregiver is available. Obviously, you don't need to use your saved message. More time passes. Those pesky toenails grow. I may be dying...losing muscle, and my very breath, every day. Tell it to my toenails. 'Cuz they didn't get the memo. They are resplendent.

Time to cut toenails, yet again. All new staff, or caregivers unfamiliar with clipping the nails of people, other than themselves, are available to choose from. Will you cut... or Can you cut... fails to yield the proper result. Forget about plucking a keyword, like Toenail or Toenails out of the hundreds of saved messages, because Tobii don't play that.

I've tried naming conventions, like Toenail. Do you cut...or Toenails. Do you cut... Only to discover that I made an error and saved it as Toenails  - Do you cut..., or some similar. Are you getting these small details in the minutiae? It's truly mind-boggling.

Tobii Dynavox, a new system is in order. As Captain Jean-Luc Picard used to say, Make it so.

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