Not being able to speak the past few days is obviously inconvenient, what with needing to write everything out. (Hey, people, can you keep things down to yes-no questions?)
But what I really miss is the ability to deliver snappy comebacks. That’s an essential part of my character, my basic self. My wisecracks might not be funny, but they’re good for my state of mind. Sitting there, watching an opportunity float away, is …sad. How am I supposed to be an upbeat cancer patient under the circumstances?
Maybe my lowbrow cracks will be elevated to high comedy when delivered with a speaking valve.