Life Without a Voice

A couple of days ago, my throat started feeling sore and I thought I was catching a cold. Yesterday, it progressively became worse. When I talked, a voice I won’t claim as mine came out! I sounded like a person who had been smoking her entire life (and no, I’ve never smoked before). I’d talk to people and they would get this questioned look on their faces like they were really trying to understand me. I hoped it would pass.

This morning I got up to make George some breakfast and his lunch. He said good morning to me and asked how I was feeling. When I went to speak, all that came out was a whisper! Oh great! I had an important phone call to make at 8:00 this morning to try to get Brian into preschool. So, I called a friend and asked her if she could make the call for me. You need to understand that the whole conversation was in a whisper – very frustrating for me because I wanted MY voice back. It didn’t matter how hard I tried to make sound come out, it was nowhere to be found.

Now, I’ve talked before about how difficult it can be sometimes be a mom to 3 energetic little boys. Well, it’s 10 times more difficult when you don’t have a voice. I can’t “tell” them to stop fighting, I have to physically go over and separate them.

Brian woke up this morning and I said good morning to him. He looked at me and says, “Mom….why are you talking like that?” I smiled and let him know I was sick (funny he thought I was making my voice sound like that).

Well, hopefully it will be better tomorrow. But there will definitely be no singing for me at church on Sunday!