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Getting better

Sent: Friday, 1 September 2000 8:21 AM
Thank you all for the nice letters, which I will all answer. I called
Hedwig, yesterday lunchtime, and her voice was perfect again.
And wide awake. But she had visitors, no time to clown around with me.
Late in the afternoon I tried again. Her voice sounded like a rasp, which
with every tone scratched over the voicebox. I could hardly understand a
word.
"What happened to your voice" I asked.
It appeared that she had two groups of medical students, from various
countries world wide, rigged out with stethoscopes, list of questions and
other instruments which doctors like to show off with, visit her.
Hedwig said laughingly that she was in her element. Finally she could really
let go and tell them what she thought. I would have paid admission could I
have experienced this! And nobody was offended, quite the opposite, they all
enjoyed it. So much so that shortly afterwards another group appeared.
So looks like my old woman will become famous with that voice. Well, she
deserves it. She practiced all her life!
Greetings. Peter

posted by Inge @ 3:18 am