Silence is golden

IMAG5717I’m suddenly in bed with the most horrible cold. Last night my chest itched and this morning it rapidly took the worse turn. I went to work for an hour and had to go home. “Funnily” enough we were actually discussing this yesterday afternoon after our obligatory daily swim. What’s worse being deaf, blind or mute? Yes of course I know it’s not a funny thought but right now I’m very close to sarcasm and I must admit it’s really hard not to talk to anyone for several hours. Although for me it would be loosing my sight absolutely but my daughter said without a pause -hearing! For me it would be devastating not to do anymore photography but fot her it would be not to listen to music anymore. Every time I open my mouth or swallow it feels like I’ve eaten ten razor blades followed by a very painful cough attack. The one thing I’m grateful for though is that it could always be worse and I’m chained to the bed. I still haven’t reached that stage where my eyes keep running and I can’t keep them open, impossible to go to sleep so I’ve brought the laptop, a book and all the squares that I knitted ages ago for a granny-blanket. If I’m lucky I’ll get plenty done before tomorrow or I’ll just pass out…