I am referring to my state of affairs not any of you readers - honestly!
Also trying this "writing it when I don't feel like it" lark.
Today I went to Church and just felt sad and cross. I used to be able to talk and sing and shout so loud I could be heard for miles. Now I am a mere hoarse croak. I am not happy about this, I am wallowing in self pity. One of my good friends suggested I record myself before my first op and I was very dismissive - oh how I wish I had now. It is an effort to talk and people strain to hear me especially in noisy places, so I realise I am withdrawing a bit, it's just easier that way.
I am also fed up with answering questions about my pathetic voice. I have no clue when it may return or even if it will return. By all accounts could take months/up to a year for recovery. I am going to have a croak about this with the consultant on Thursday and see if I can have a look on the camera which he sticks up my nose and down my throat to check my vocal chords.
I think distraction is the best option for miserableness, I noticed it helped this afternoon when I was at my brother's place for my nephews birthday lunch - which was delicious and plentiful. I am determined to stick to a timetable of events for this week and make some headway on this essay. Don't worry, I have treats planned too and some exercise thrown in.
On the chocolate front I am doing very well. Have successfully demolished some creamy milk chocolate, some coffee truffle, dark with cherries, milk with almonds, dark with ginger, plain dark, maya gold, but nearly came very unstuck when I had some dark with chilli! Oh my word, I have had dark with chilli before but not to this degree - tres hot!!!
Well inspiration run out now. Salmon waiting to be cooked for my dinner and I am fancying this, so another time...
Thanks for sticking with me
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