I'm a little depressed today. My throat is still giving me trouble. I cannot sing. Talking too long leads to coughing. Singing leads to coughing. Yawning leads to coughing. Hell, everything leads to coughing. I can exercise without coughing so that's something but I don't want to go snorkeling because I worry about having a coughing fit in the ocean.

What really bothers me is the singing. Back when Kendall was going through his bout with throat cancer we all sympathized but I'm not sure how many of us truly understood what he was experiencing. Now, I believe (hope) that this is just an allergy and that I will win out in the end but I also have this dread that it may be something that medicine cannot cure. I don't buy into all the hype about doctors and I have no faith in the American medical system.

Well, that's depressing. On a brighter note... IT'S MANGO SEASON! The trees are dropping mangoes like there is no tomorrow. Every morning we have fresh mangoes. Soon Wakana will be cooking with them in an effort to eat up all she gathers.

Also, yesterday we got a telephone call from Father Duenas School in Mangilao. Wakana and I had dropped off applications to teach there. They were calling to schedule an interview with Wakana. She goes to see them at 9:00 this morning.