11 February 2009

Sound Of Silence

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I'm on the mend ...

My temperature is normal, I no longer need a wad of tissues up each nostril and I don't sound like Darth Vader having an asthma attack any more.

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BUT

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I have completely and utterly lost my voice.

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I wish people would stop doing a happy dance.

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4 comments:

Pink Feather Paradise said...

Don't you just hate the way people ask you more questions when you have no voice.... I know my lot do it on purpose!

Feel better soon,
X Alex

Lizzie @ Lizzie's Home said...

This is truly freaky, because so have I!

Most of the achey, blech pneumonia symptoms are on the way out (still have a cough and an elephant on my chest, but he's now a baby rather a bull :P) but in a cruel twist of fate, I can't speak above a whisper. In my head, it sounds like I'm yelling but I'm not. Think about the extra effort you have to go through to project your voice at yell level...I'm pushing that hard and only a whisper (and occasionally a croak) comes out. I don't have a sore throat and I'm not coughing up phlegm or anything. It's truly bizarre.

In the meantime, life goes on. Today I had to run a few errands and it must be HYSTERICAL for the shop people to see me run a hand across my throat to indicate my voice is dead. At home the whisper is getting me through but in a shop situation with lots of ambient noise, and I'm toast.

I do not find it ironic AT ALL that this would also be the week we get a new puppy - who needs LOTS of 'NO CHARLIE!' and who is probably thoroughly confused by this crazy woman whose face looks angry but whose voice doesn't match, LOL.

Cheers,
Lizzie

clare said...

Don't you like it when they say - you can't talk , not a bit , why?
clares craftroom

JuicyFig said...

Just found you in the usual round about blog way - and there is a picture of calvin and hobbes!

when ill, you need calvins dad to come round and read calvins favorite story "Hamster huey and the goey cabluey" - perfect for flu!

Kath
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