I LOVE TALKING! I’M NOT GREAT AT IT, BUT GET BY AT HOME A LOT (STRANGELY, I CAN SAY MORE, & BE LOUDER IN MY HOME).

LAST WEEK ON THURSDAY NIGHT, ALL THE KIDS WERE IN THEIR ROOMS, & WHILE THEY ALL ANSWER 2 MY BELL (HOPEFULLY–I HAVE A DOORBELL VELCROED 2 MY CHAIR, & THE # OF RINGS CALLS OUT TO CERTAIN PEOPLE), BUT I WANTED 2 USE MY WORDS. THE 1 THAT’S THE MOST EASILY UNDERSTOOD IS “SOPHIA,” SO I CALLED 4 “OPHIA,” & SHE NOTED HOW THAT’S THE 1 BAD THING THAT I CAN SAY HER NAME! LOL

THEN, THERE WAS A FEW DAYS THIS WEEK WHERE I WAS SO TIRED & SICK, THAT I COULDN’T TALK AGAIN (TALKING IS HARD WORK!) IT ACTUALLY SORTA DWINLED, UNTIL I COULDN’T TALK— BUMMER WAS, I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW I WAS SICK, UNTIL I GOT SUPER SICK! INSTEAD, I WAS BEYOND FRUSTRATED, BECUZ I HAD NO IDEA WHERE OR WHY MY VOICE WAS GONE, WHAT I’D DONE WRONG, OR HOW TO GET IT BACK (PRACTICE WASN’T HELPING ME)!

BUT LIKE MAGIC, ONCE THE ANTIBIOTICS WERE IN ME 30 HOURS, I WAS TALKING LIKE B4!

THURSDAY NIGHT, SOPH TOLD ME HER LAUNDRY WAS DONE WASHING & JUST NEEDED 2 BE FOLDED . I TOLD HER, WITH MY WORDS, SOMETHING LIKE “GO FOLD IT NOW!” SHE LOOKED AT ME WITH A “DANG IT!” EXPRESSION, & SAID, “MY MOM CAN TALK (DANG IT).” LOL NOT LIKE I WOULDN’T NORMALLY SIGN IT!

FRIDAY, I NEEDED SOME MEDICINE, & ASKED ZACH 2 GET IT. HE SAID, “IN 5 MINUTES.” SO AFTER 5 MINUTES HAD PASSED, I TOLD ZACH WITH MY WORDS, “IT’S BEEN 5 MINUTES! GO GET IT!”

EARLIER FRIDAY, I ALSO TOLD SOPH 2 “GO GET IT” WITH MY WORDS, WHEN SHE WAS TRYING 2 NOT GO GET SOMETHING, & SHE RESPONDED 2 CARA (MY CAREGIVER/ASSIssTANT) W/THE FUNNIEST RESPONSE: “SOMETIMES I LOVE THAT MOM CAN TALK, BUT SOMETIMES I HATE THAT MOM CAN TALK, & THAT I UNDERSTAND HER!” LOL

BUT WAIT! IT GETS BETTER! SATURDAY MORNING SHE AS KEDM WHY CAN U TALK?!?” I CAN ONLY THANK HER & OTHERS 4 KEEPING ME IN THEIR PRAYERS! SOMETIMES IT TAKES AWHILE, BUT THOSE PRAYERS ARE ANSWERED…BET MY KIDS WILL NOW BE MORE CAREFUL OR SPECIFIC WHAT THEY PRAY FOR! LOL