Ribbit

I've lost my voice. My throat is sore again, though not in the same way as before, my chest is congested, and I can barely speak.

One of my expected highlights for a trip to Halifax is to meet up with my friend Joan. We're planning to get together for lunch today, but I'm pretty sure I won't be much of a conversationalist... {sigh}

On Thursday and Friday Jakob's chest sounded congested, too. As each day wore on, he rattled when he breathed. We could feel it in his chest and back, and hear it too. Yesterday he seemed to have improved.

I suspect this is the same cold we've been fighting for a while, just in another (delayed) stage of unpleasantness.