The day I lost my voice

I had been struggling to make 6 tapestries for Jim’s new office.  When I finished 4 of them, I got sick. I completely lost my voice.  It was the worst sore throat ever.   I had to stop my project because of fever.
I drove our Land Rover by myself to see a doctor.    It was a first experience to go to a clinic in this country.    Dr. John Jones, I was referred to see him by one of our American friends.

What puzzled me most was that I did not have voice at all.  I barely communicated with the receptionist.  She understood that I wanted to see Dr. Jones.

I was told to wait in the waiting room near the reception.  I was a good patient! Sitting QUIETLY there for a long time. Patients were c

alled one by one in order and disappeared to the next room.

Something wrong? I waited for 90 minutes then the person who came after me called.  ???????? 

Was I skipped?

Ended up I went to the reception but I had no voice.  How could I explain my frustration.I just used my body language and desperately complained that persons after me were called but me, I was waiting too long!  I realized that my intention was so clear to me but people listening to me could hear just air sound from my mouth.

Crazy asian women was complaining badly (m

e!).  She frowned at me but she started checking something.

She found my file!  It was sent t

o the next room without me.  She said that I should have waited in the second waiting room.  Thank you!  My desperate action made little progress.

Finally a doctor called me!  She was obviously not Dr. John Jones but I did not mind.  She looked very nice and understood that I did not have voice and that was why I was there.
She looked at my file and immediately said, “ Hmmm, you have high blood pressure!”    “????????”    I lost my voice.   NO! I had already lost my voice.  HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE?

I looked into my file on her desk. It was my name on it and .......I found that 88KG wight and 180/120 blood pressure on my file.  ????????????
I was upset but I could not explain.   I tried to tell her 

that this was not my records and nobody checked my wight and blood pressure that day.  She double checked with me that it was my file but not my data.

She checked my wight and blood pressure by herself.  Well, my wight was ??Kg and 100/70 blood pressure. Now I got happy face! ; >

But she was wondering who was the 180 high blood pressure woman?  The doctor called all her assistants who were checking pe

rsonal data but nobody knew who was treated under Tomo Campbell’s name.

Well, it was frustrating experience and I learned how hard to communicate without my voice.  I don’t understand my husband English time to time but at least I can say something.

I was quiet for a while. Now I need to catch up.
Are you ready to hear my complaining again, darling? ( just joking. I am always quiet! )  Actually I miss what was my sexy voice though.

Here are the last 2 tapestries I've just finished.