ripped my throat out? cool!
The stages of this illness are noticably similar to prior cases of sinus-driven sicknesses. However, this one almost mocks me every day, and in a cleverly distinct manner.
Day one was just a throat irritation. We all start out with that day where we’re not sure if we are, in fact, becoming sick. It’s an ellusive time and causes anxiety in those anticipating the worst. Then, the next day, it hits. Strikes hard. My first day of this sore throat was awful, but I was still an active member of society as I am expected to be. The following day still was a similar suffering.
But this specific case of sickness got different for me. After the two days of horror, I felt somewhat better, having that weak voice yet a comfortable assurance of healing. Then the ailments started to come back, and come back with a posse. A teenage mutant ninja posse.
Saturday, my voice was cracking. “Welcome to Krusty Burger, can I take your order?” comes to mind. There was nothing I could do to stop it, apart from not talking. And there’s no likelihood that such a resolution would actually occur. No chance.
Today. Well, today I am the chopper-riding leader of a motorcycle gang. Either that or a late-night jazz host on NPR. Hearing my own voice down an octave is disturbing. Listening to your voice alone is always weird, but adding onto that an octave filter that transforms you into Barry Manilow sends chills down your spine.
I wouldn’t mind feeling better tomorrow. And having my regular, stock, average voice back. Although, I think I will change my voicemail message right now just for kicks.
June 26th, 2005 at 8:57 pm
Good news! It does go away! From experience and watching half my students do the same exact thing right before school ended I believe you have the dreaded “what’s going around” flu. Sorry! My sympathies… and yes, the best and worst is that the easiest way to get better is to stop talking and drink lots of orange juice. Feel better soon!
June 26th, 2005 at 9:17 pm
FINISH HIM!
Though, I guess that would be more of ripping your heart out.
June 26th, 2005 at 9:18 pm
DAMN YOU WORDPRESS FOR EATING MY PSEUDO-HTML.
That SHOULD have said:
FINISH HIM
</mortal kombat>
June 27th, 2005 at 5:34 pm
Martha - I hardly drink orange juice. The only time I drink juice is when I’m at school; I buy Naked Juice at the grocer and use it to start my day. But at home, nothin’ from the juices.
Adam - Were you able to get the right HTML finally? I’m not sure if your result was what you’re looking for.