Yesterday I had this little thing done called a direct microlayngoscopy with micro flap excision… or vocal fold polyp removal. It results in 168 hours of no voicing…no talking, no outloud laughing, no coughing or throat clearing. Currently I am 20 hours in so only 148 remaining. A friend reminded me I shouldn’t count 8 hours of sleep; technically 100 hours with that positive mindset.
Those who know me as a Speech Pathologist said, “She must know sign language.” True I know how to sign beer and a few other words, but most others don’t, so it’s only showing off. I signed ‘toilet’ in the recovery room receiving ‘whaaat?’ head shakes. However, the universal sign for pee is, well…universal.
The ASL version of toilet (letter T with a handshake)
ASL Sign for Beer (we all should know that; bars are noisy) ⤵️
I downloaded TEXT, an aptly name text-to-speech app. I will definitely let them know work is needed on the womens’ voices. Currently, I sound annoyingly like Lilith from Fraser. Now, Bebe Neuwirth is a great actress which is why she was able to sound so Lilith-like and thrive. Beyond that voice flaw, it’s a stellar app.
My biggest accomplishment of the day was an ingenious repurposing of a mask into a magic marker holder! I only have about 75 black masks left to re-use. Ideas?
168 hours sounds so much better than 7 days doesn’t it?
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