Miasmatic Review

All's quiet on the home front

Christmas has come early to the Contagion house. Ktreva woke up Sunday morning with no voice. And I mean NO voice, not a raspy voice, not a horse voice; I’m talking about a serious lack of sound. Three days later it’s not showing any signs of coming back. It’s been so peaceful and quiet around here. Sure, she’s a lot more animated waving her arms all over the place and throwing things at me, but no more “Take out the garbage”, “Don’t you think you’ve had enough to drink?”, “You know, you could help clean around here” and “For the love of all that is good in the world, would you let me use the computer?”

The best part is that at night I don’t have to hear, “Not tonight, I’ve got a headache” or “You are NOT going to put that there!” I can tell she's really into it by the way she squirms! It’s not that I’m not listening to her, I really am. I just tell her to speak up loud and clear if she wants me to stop or help out with something. She’s been awfully quiet about it, so I’m in the clear.