“This looks like I’m telling you secrets . . .” I whispered to my sister and we both rolled into laughter. With my sickness taking complications, I lost my voice by the end of last night and ended up whispering, and eventually just nodding my head and pointing at things because with all the family members gathered in one room no one could make out what I was saying!!! I carried on the conversation with my middle sister, with her mostly talking and me nodding in return, and in between her lines I thought about the joys of not being able to lose my other voice. I can talk forever through writing, think out loud on paper, share all the trillion ideas that reign in my mind and can never run out of that voice!
