I’m grieving, and I think God is too. What is Right is now screwed up. If someone has strong Convictions, that is now interpreted as close-mindedness and bigotry. The God that made a nation great is now being persecuted in that nation. The killers of 9-11 succeeded after all. There is a cycle I noticed […]
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I got my very first pair of Fitflop back in march 2010, upon a recommendation of a friend. I immediately loved it. I appreciated the fact that it looked nice, and yet it was ultra comfortable. I wore it abroad, walking more than eight hours a day, and my feet didn’t hurt (my legs of […]
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Dear Diary, I woke up this morning at 7:45am. Uh-oh. my alarm didn’t go off. Fil and I were supposed to be in Jubilee by 8am! So we rushed and got to Jubilee 15 minutes late. Most of the people were busy preparing for the worship service when we arrived. We went up to the […]
I rely on my voice a lot. Some people consider it my number one asset. I should have it insured!
It is rare for me to have sore throat, cough or any sickness that can affect my voice because I am a big advocate of vocal health care. I prioritize safe singing and speaking — no airy whispers or clearing of throats please! I encourage people to use “proper” voice and I stay away from smoky areas.
It is quite frustrating for me that for the past five days and counting, I have lost the ability to use my voice. My throat really hurts and I am constantly coughing. I have a self-imposed voice rest and it seem to be not doing any good. Drinking plenty of water, throat coat, pong da hai, pei pa koa, and now, drowsiness-inducing Bisolvon — all seem of no help.
Peaceful sleep is much desired.. However, I often wake up in the middle of the night with cough attacks.
I am a cranky patient, did you notice? Fil is also sick, but I pay no heed to his needs. I have my mom and him getting stuff for me, doing me special favors, etc. God will reward them for undergoing the “sick Shanda” trials.
I couldn’t sing. I couldn’t teach well — had to rely on sign language and written notes for my students. I could not even call my babies… Good thing they seem to understand my mouthing and hand gestures.
Oh Lord, when will I get well? Can it be now, at this minute? Please?
For those of you who are thinking that I should go see a doctor, I thought of it, but I also thought I was getting better already so I didn’t. Turns out I’m getting worse. Now I’m scared to see a doctor!
I just want to shout! Hit the highest note! When, Lord, when?
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