Plus Core's beloved Skippers is there (yes, we drove 45 minutes out of the way to gt there) and despite my protest that NO ONE SHOULD EAT ALL THEY CAN, we ordered his favorite all you can eat.
Which I probably caused me to go into a Gallbladder attack. I'll talk about that pleasantness tomorrow.
For now, we got up bright and early to drive three hours to the throat specialist.
They made me do strange things. Read sentences, yell, say stuff. It was weird. I told her my voice was stuck high and couldn't get low.
The speech pathologist said I was right. She said I had likely gotten a virus at some point and it did this to my throat and now I am sort of stuck there.
My vocal chords are also not shutting entirely. I had to stick this thing into the very back of my throat and say "EEEEE" so she can see my chords. It was almost impossible for me to say "EEE". I don't know why.
The she gave me like a very painful trachea massage. OUCH. She insisted she was hardly rubbing at all. That it just hurts worse when they are tight and rubbing me. I have had that problem very often where my throat constricts and relaxes, constricts and relaxes. So I wonder if it just got very very tense and tight. After she massaged (again, ouch) it my voice did sound lots more normal. So now I have to have about six more physical therapy appointments where they will do the same thing and they say it might go completely back to normal.
Then Corey and I ventured to Skippers. It was one of the nicest Skippers we had been to. Most of them are OLD.
We ate all we could....(MISTAKE and GROSS) but Corey was very happy and then I was like...lets go to a movie! It felt like we were on vacation.
So even though I was going to read the book first, we went and saw Divergent. It was good.
Then after we started towards Cabella's. I had heard it was really interesting. It was pretty cool. I took more pictures but lost them somehow. They had like 30 flavors of fudge. But I didn't feel like any. I was getting fuller and fuller from Skippers. Or so I thought. I wanted to buy some salt and pepper shakers but they didn't have any cute ones.
Then we headed home. On the way home I was fine until the last hour. Then my back started HURTING. I thought I was just sore from sitting too long. I couldn't get comfortable at all and I started feeling bad for anyone who ever had a strained back, that I didn't give enough sympathy to!
We made it home about midnight and I'll tell you the rest tomorrow! And it IS STUPID!
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