I’m happy to blog about something other than my crazy vocal cords for a change. So, I’m posting a link to a cool new website that has a cool giveaway going on for a new handbag–completely free. Normally, I’d think twice about posting about a contest because I don’t want competition! But, in this case, I get 25 more entries if I post the link on my blog. So, I am doing just that. I was thinking a new handbag would be a better pick-me-up right now than chocolate–particularly since chocolate aggravates reflux…lovely.
Archives for October 2008
Living Quietly in a noisy world
Sounds like a really good book title. Maybe I’ll be able to write it one day.
My strict vocal rest is now extended until Thursday at least. I went to the doctor today who confirmed that I have an acute right vocal fold hemorrhage. So, silent I remain until I return to the doctor on Thursday to see if it has healed enough to start speaking again. In the meantime, Grammy is coming tomorrow and Nanma is coming for the following two days to “mother” my children at least verbally.
I got an email today from a wonderful lady from my Bible Study who wrote to tell me she was praying for me and to cheer me with a funny story. I have to post it here since if I were allowed to laugh, I would have at reading this:
Here’s a funny story to give you a chuckle. About 3 or 4 years ago, my son (the hippy/dippy, peace and love one) was dating a girl named Michelle. He told us before he brought her home the first time that she was a mute and they were often at the house and we’d find notes all over the place. [My husband] was totally entranced and was planning to do a film about her to be entitled “Speechless.” She always wore long gauzy flowing white dresses and wore her hair in a red bob. One day, Art came home and thought I’d bought a new piece of garden statuary – but it was just Michelle doing Tai Chi in the garden – except that she didn’t have the red bob (turned out it was a wig), but had a red mohawk! Next thing, [my son] tells us that she isn’t exactly a mute, she just chooses not to talk! Gag!! Before too long, she ran off with his best friend — total betrayal! Cut to 2008 and Jon is back with Michelle the Mute – except she isn’t mute anymore — we often tell her she’s a lot more fun now that she’s talking!!
Hee. Hee. That’s the only chuckling I’m doing right now. But, I sure liked the email!
28 hours of silence…and counting
It’s been about 28 hours now since I spoke! On Friday, my voice was decent in the morning and then went out on me by the late afternoon. By 4 or 5, I could barely speak at all. I called the doctor on call from my ENT’s office who believed that the one blister on my left vocal fold that was on a blood vessel burst causing what is called a vocal cord hemorrhage. He prescribed steroids for me to take over the next 5 days and told me to be on vocal rest for the weekend. I’m resigned to a notebook and pencil and e-mail until Monday—which obviously is not easy with three little kids. Mark has been great, taking on most of the work around here. I’m not in any pain at all, but I have to not use the vocal cords so that this open blister can get some time to heal. When I first saw the doctor in Phili 2 months ago, she said this might happen.
It has been an interesting day today trying to interact with the family via charades and writing to illiterate children. I was very happy though when we were out today at Rotorfest, a helicopter air show (more on that to follow maybe tomorrow), and Evan was whining when we were waiting in line for Mark to take his helicopter ride that we got him for his birthday. I wrote the word “food?” to ask Evan if he needed a snack and he actually read it. He has never done that before and both he and I were impressed that we had communicated that way. But, I tried doing it again later with some other words and it didn’t work at all. Oh well.
28 hours down and about 32 to go until I can speak in moderation.
I was serious about being famous
You may think I am kidding…but I’m not. The executive director of our library called me and invited me to a breakfast at the end of the month to read my library essay and speak about my experience to a group of elected officials and councilmen from our county. Our local library is looking to expand and has to raise millions of dollars for their architectural plan. So, I’m guessing that having me share is to let the officials know how the library is touching the local community.
So, whatever should I wear?
And, seriously, Oprah very well may call tomorrow.