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Ow. Lesson this morning, but it hurts to swallow rather than phonate, so that's a good sign. Big break between then and John's recital, since Chorale is canceled in favor of the concert tonight (Fern Hill! Jonathan Dove's Passing of the Year!). So, for once, I got some work done. That seems unusual lately. I finished my Ling last night, too, and it's not due till tomorrow. Hopefully this streak of motivation will stick until after I've turned all my papers in.
Two cans of tomato soup and about fifty cough drops today, along with some swigs of throat-coat elixir and grapefruitseed extract. Less throathurty, more congestion. Good direction. I vote we continue along this path, body. I can deal with a congested recital (though I'll have to be really careful about intonation). It's the raw, clicky sore kind I'd rather avoid.
Two cans of tomato soup and about fifty cough drops today, along with some swigs of throat-coat elixir and grapefruitseed extract. Less throathurty, more congestion. Good direction. I vote we continue along this path, body. I can deal with a congested recital (though I'll have to be really careful about intonation). It's the raw, clicky sore kind I'd rather avoid.