She Speaks!

posted March 15, 2005

I am joyfully chatting away. I actuallly think I might have overdone it a little. I will return to the doctor on Friday so I will let you know what she sees when she sticks a camera down my throat. I definitely feel better than before the ‘roids, but I also definitely have some hoarseness. So, we will see…

Tonight we had chinese food. Super mild version due to my reflux. After supper I opened Amelia’s fortune cookie and read it to her. It said, “Try to channel excess energies into rejuvenation.” Amelia’s response was, “But How do you do THAT?” Then she asked me to read it again. This time she said, “That’s hard.”

I guess when you have as much excess energy as she has, you can’t use ALL of it for rejuvenation. Especially when you’re alrady pretty juve.

I am so grateful for my voice. My first instinct all the time is to look for a piece of paper and pen to express myself. Then I remember that I am allowed to talk. It is the best feeling, like when you wake up from that dream and you aren’t actually in French class anymore so it doesn’t matter that you haven’t done any of the reading. Actually, my version of that dream is always that I am in a play and I have not memorized my lines AND I have forgotten to bring the script.

Thanks for all your bloggy comments.
Katryna

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  1. Katryna, glad to hear you are happily chatting away. I hope all goes well on Friday at the doc’s. My crossables are crossed.

    Take care!
    ~~Kris

  2. I’ve recently returned from the funeral of my nephew, killed in Iraq, feeling, well, funereal. Like venereal disease, only with an “f.” A malady you don’t want to catch, and one that I do not recommend to anyone.

    And now I’ve just read, seems like, a bajillion blogger posts from Katryna on Nields.com. Thanks for all of the updates, Katryna. I’ve now got a big smile inside, the kind that goes from one’s heart right down to one’s shoes. Sort of like the “morning after blues” in Gordon Lightfoot’s “Carefree Highway,” only a lot more hopeful! ๐Ÿ™‚

    If Krushchev said of the US, “We will bury you,” Katryna is by and large burying Nerissa with her almost daily bloggings! When it snows it pours as they say! “Love, rain o’er me!” ๐Ÿ™‚

    Be well! Live long and prosper! Salut! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Bruce

  3. What a joy it is to read your words Katryna. You are a gift to us all. Thanks for all the great shows and HAPPY FIRST DAY OF SPRING!!
    With Admiration and Love,
    Sincerely, MOWHAWK MAN at your service

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