If you attended Catholic School in the 60's, you'll remember that we
were not allowed to put marks in our textbooks. To this day, I have
trouble highlighting my codes and manuals I use in my work....
When I was about 6 years old, the neighborhood teenagers taught me some cuss words that I quickly took home to show off to my parents. I was horrified when my mom pushed a bar of soap half way down my throat to wash out my mouth from those dirty words. To this day, there are certain words I seem unable to utter.....
My mom was a saintly woman - but very strict. She said that the phone was a tool to make appointments but not for lengthy conversations. To this very day, I have trouble talking on the phone. This is a real handicap for me because in my work, phone conversations can occupy half of my day. To make matters worse, I have a hearing problem - which is exacerbated by the VOIP system I use (but it's free). So I'm not much of a phone talker. I hope you understand.
Today, I'm feeling better and coughing less than yesterday - but I know I was short with some of you who called me to extend well wishes. I'm sorry for this. It's still a bit difficult to talk without coughing, but I'm definitely on the mend. Thanks for your prayers.
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