fly with mhe

I’m suffering from a severe sore throat today. This morning, no voice would come out of my voice box, I could only do whispers. I texted my boss early this morning that I could not attend to my classes because of this dry cough, colds and sore throat. Unknowingly, we don’t have a class because of the transport strike. Good thing. But my mother was worried this might be a case of streptococcus and she wants me to have it checked by a specialist. Bad. I haven’t had my throat checked lately. Tired of going back to my doctor who’ll only let me open my mouth, insert something then prescribe a med or answers my inquiries if I had one or two.

Yesterday morning though, it was only a mild sore throat due to my cough and cold. Because the youths were there and the band was complete. I couldn’t resist and grabbed the bass guitar while doing some vocals with the coarse voice I had.

No one else to blame but me. Not the wheather, not my job, and certainly not the boys. Hehe..

Good thing there is text messaging nowadays or else I had to call my school and force my voice to come out so the other end would hear me. Didn’t even consider going out of the house. How would I tell the public utility vehicle driver where I’d be going, where I wanted to be stopped, etc. I had considered writing my destination and having the driver read it. But why bother. I wonder also if they know how to read sign language, they’ll probably laugh at me and fellow commuters eyeing on me. Oh well. This area would probably be a challenge for the deaf and the mute as well.