never take our senses for granted

I lost my voice yesterday. The feeling was anxiety and irritation. I was fearing every moment that my voice will be gone forever and feeling tired of expressing myself in whispers and gestures. Still, some people made my day. My mentor went chinatown during in the morning to get black plums from medical hall, sh got me pipagao candy, qw got me pipagao liquid and instructor uncle bought me peel fresh orange juice. Well, the extent of my voice-lost is really bad, even the doc was shocked. He said all previous patients could still be heard a little, and I, could only type a SMS to show him my symptoms.