Ulcers. Ugh.

My throat is cov­ered in ulcers. That’s why it’s so sore. Even the out­side of my neck is sore, and my ears hurt hor­ri­bly. I still don’t have a voice at all. I feel like a bro­ken mime since I don’t even know how to sign. Obvi­ous­ly, no filk­ing tonight.

I’m car­ry­ing a small mark­er board around as my only way to com­mu­ni­cate with the fam­i­ly. sam­bear is out run­ning errands with Katie at the moment. The phone keeps ring­ing. We tried for­ward­ing to Sam’s cell phone and for some rea­son that isn’t working—and, of course, I can’t call the phone com­pa­ny to get help. So I tried to get R to answer the phone—and he just won’t. He hates talk­ing on the phone, except to a very few friends. And G will answer it, but she isn’t very good at com­mu­ni­cat­ing that way, either. It’s time for some phone eti­quette lessons—past time. But it’ll have to wait until I have a voice! For now, I sup­pose voice mail will suffice.

At least I can send text mes­sages to Sam’s cell phone. And when he’s at home, we can use a mes­sag­ing client from one PC to anoth­er. But this is very iso­lat­ing. And the crit­ters can’t read. I did­n’t real­ize how much I speak to them until I could­n’t. Zoë keeps look­ing at me as if to say, “Don’t you love me, Mommy?”

Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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