On a dark and stormy...

It was a dark and stormy morning. First thing I could hear after the sweet tones of Lyssa saying, "Its time to get ready.", was the cold howl of the wind whipping down London road. Reading maps is a solitary past time and I notice nearly every village, town, or city has a London Road. After High Street it seems everyone wanted to know where London was and how to get there. As a matter of fact that's where I'm heading this Friday. In the five years I've been waking up on this Small Island in the Steel City I don't think I remember many mornings waking to the howl of the wind. Seven hills and five rivers seem to keep the wind at bay most of the time. I rolled back the covers and planned to head to the shower first thing which isn't my usual pattern but since I had to be at the hospital to hear whatever rather possibly dramatic sounding news I' figured a shower first thing may get me going faster. But alas one of my children had beat me to it. So I was compelled to ramble. Usually I am reading the Bible and commenting on what I read in my other Blog, www.xanga.com/williambode

Hamishire Hospital seems the better of the two big hospitals in Sheffield; For one it is within walking distance, secondly it has a rather tall building, which adds to the Sheffield profile. Lastly I can't think of a lastly.
So here is the scoop. I lost my voice most seriously in July. I often had problems with it before but this lastred longer than ever before in my life. In August I went to see a doctor and she said don't worry you just have a normal sore throat. I new since I had this problem for four weeks already it was not normal. The next day, I asked to see another doctor who although nice mostly just prescribed me some antibiotics and said that though I had swollen glands it wasn't anything most likely. I went back after two weeks on the anitbiotics and it wasn't realy much better and asked to see a ENT (Ear, Nose, throat specialist) Iasked fore tis finally in like Sept. and didn't get to see the Specialist till December. The specialist put a camera down my throat and basically said wow you have a parailysed vocal cord. since you only have two this makes it difficult. He asked have you been injured in the neck, have you had surgery in the neck, Have they workled on your thyroid and so on. I said no to all these becuase no was the right answer to respond with truthfully. so the doctor said you need a CT scan. I had that in the end of Dec. and then now in Jan I am going to hear the results. One of the reasons people's vocal cords stop working after all the ones mentioed before by virtue of the doc's questions is cancer and another is a virus. I have not found a lot about this virus which stops the vical cord from working. More seems to focus on the Cancer option. But they have not seemed in a hurry to tell me the news. I don't know what it all means. Except I still don't have a voice which functions normally and I'm going to the doctor to hear the news in a couple of hours and having to miss work to do it this morning only then to rush there to keep up with Student staff still being gone and class exams in the language labs.