When the doctor came around this morning, she removed the last of the tubes used to irrigate the neck leaks. If nothing looks bad tomorrow (redness, unusual swelling, etc), then I should be released on Sunday. Sunday marks Day 35. I am soooo ready to kick this place.
Meanwhile, I’ve been released by all the therapy teams here at the hospital (physical, occupational, and speech). I have not really talked about the speech therapy. Basically, they give me sentences to try to say using the electrolarynx. Overall, I have been disappointed in it, as it sounded much better before the surgeries. But, I’m still not able to use it under chin. Using the tube is always worse, I am told. So, once the wrap comes off and the swelling goes down, should get better.
But, it will never be my voice. And I will never be quick to be understood. Here is me and my voice before all of this. Another thing I won’t be able to do, again.
I get frustrated by not being able to immediately interject or respond. Some will say that is a good thing. 🙂 In fact, since I can’t talk, women say that makes me that much closer to being a perfect man.
Well, the coffee with breakfast is not doing its job. Still fighting falling asleep at 9 am (but fighting to go to sleep at 9 pm). Think I will go downstairs and soak in some rays before it gets too very hot.