They gave me a heart shaped pillow at the hospital, roughly the size of my torso, to "hug tightly" every time I have to cough or sneeze. I am also supposed to wear it between the seat belt and my body when I get in a car.
I used to sing. My voice has been classically trained, is a natural dramatic contralto, and I can sing in all registers. Now I can't take a deep enough breath to give a decent cough. If I tried to sing now I'd sound like Johnny Cash singing Nirvana on his last album right before he died. How sexy. There was a time when my voice could fill a packed house without a mic. Those days are over. Maybe I'll look into Fan Dancing if my ribs cooperate.
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