Sometimes, I really wonder how things will be if I totally wreck my vocal chords and lose my voice. It breaks my heart that Yakee has been asking for stories or songs and I can't give in.
All that's left I have to comfort him is my caresses to put him to sleep. We can't sing songs. I can't read him the new books given to us... I have a hard time answering his questions and making explanations, as well as calling his attention or correcting the people around me (he's been going around saying his nose is 'running')... sigh.
Please let me get well soon, God. Or is this part of my diet regimen for the year?