I have taken an involuntary vow of silence
stricken with a nasty little virus
that seems to be resting rather uncomfortably
on my voice box
forcing me to whisper out squeaky little noises
and irritating wisps of air
also with a great deal of effort
repeat myself several times
to be heard
I find I am wearing thin
so enough forcing out sound
I have managed to make it through
two work days
and today is my day off
so here I am sitting
just
quietly
with my book, while outside my window
spring is blossoming and rain
is falling
My husband has noticed yesterday’s barely touched lunch
in the garbage
tossed in on top of most of my breakfast
he came in last night to find me
with a small dish of ice cream
trying to sooth a very sore throat
Today he presents me with lunch
a lovely half hot turkey sandwich
I think,
I barely look at it, and shake my head
wave it away
(doesn’t he know..)
I can hardly swallow?
But you need some food he says
you haven’t eaten
“Starve a fever, feed a cold”
Yes I know, I squeak,
but it hurts to swallow
I’ll try something later
how about
‘snack a laryngitis’
then, he comes to kiss me
on the forehead…
before he leaves for work
and then
just
a
few
more
and I smile at him in
comfort and
deep deep gratitude
for
this…
he loves me
in all the ways
he can
and I love him
in all
ways
because … ♥