And of course, the very time I lose my voice is the exact moment everyone wants to hang out with me. As it turns out, not being able to talk with people is extremely detrimental to efficient communication. It's a real pain in the ass. In any case, all I can hope for is my voice to come back in a timely fashion.......which it won't. It never does. So I'm stuck sounding like a 26 year old 14 pack-a-day smoker for at least 2 weeks before I get my voice back to normal. Another insult to this is that my ability to sing in the car has now been taken away. My only guilty pleasure on this planet has been stricken down for at least half a month.
It seems like 2012 is trying to get one last jab in before it gives way to 2013. It has done so by going for the throat. I've hence decided that 2012 is a dirty fighting bitch.
There I said it.
Let us all hope that my voice sort of comes back before the new year. I'll need it.
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