I should be in bed
I’m going in a minute, I swear. I’m sick, you see. It started out as a throat tickle, then there was some snottiness, and now I’m losing my voice.
It’s not completely gone—I can still squawk and gurgle enough to make myself understood—but it’s not a pretty thing to listen to, and it has become rather difficult to teach, talk on the phone, or order waffle fries broccoli from the drive-thru at Chick-Fil-A the health food store.
It’s such a strange sensation, wanting to speak and being physically unable to. This is only the second time in my life I’ve lost my voice, the first time being a few months ago, during which time I performed in a choir, silently.
It hurts. My throat hurts, my ears hurt. My head feels a little congested, but my chest is pain-free, which I think is a good sign. At least I’m not pneumonic, right?
I would really like a lozenge right now, but there are none in my apartment even though I was AT THE GROCERY STORE this afternoon. I bought tea, crackers, hummus, spinach dip, plastic baggies, and cookie dough (shhhh), but no lozenges. I am a moron.
Ok, Sam is giving me pathetic sleepy puppy-dog looks, so it’s really really bedtime. This post probably makes little sense, but there will be no editing tonight. NO EDITING. PUBLISH. GO TO BED.
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