More about my illness. Because I know you're fascinated.

[brigdh]

Yesterday morning I was in a bit of a hurry. I had to print a paper off before I went to class, and I wanted to be in class a little earlier than usual to have more time to work on my final project, so I didn't hang around my room, or sing with the radio, or say "hi" to the janitor like I often do when walking downstairs. I didn't happen to talk to anyone, in fact.

I went to class, and headed into the lab, dropping off my coat and bag by the table, and nodded hello to people. Someone asked me something.

"Hhhhghhhckech *squeak*," I replied. I paused and cleared my throat. "Grgrckcechkkk."

"Uh, why don't you tell me later?" he said. I heard someone else go, "Awwwwww."

"Rgghrgghkckchck!" I protested, which sparked a coughing fit that lasted until I felt I could produce actual English words, and I announced to the room at large (whether or not they understood is debatable, as no one actually responded), "Oh my god, I think I lost my voice!"

Then I cracked up, because I have never lost my voice before and, really, it's hilarious. Or maybe that's the fever. It's bizarre to feel as if you're speaking the same as any other day and yet to hear weird animal noises coming out of your mouth.

And then I went to the emergency room, because not only is my doctor out of town, so is every doctor who works in his office. For the one day I've been sick enough to pay a visit in the last year, because I am the luckiest person ever! Also: sick on finals week! Go me!

At the moment, I'm having a lot of fun communicating with people. Though the drugs I'm on are allowing me to make things other than squeaks and rasping noises, I tend to lose all volume every other second, so I imagine listening to me sounds like watching a teenager's voice break on fast forward. My sentences go like, "I --n't kn--. May-- --er." Anything more than a few words long I have to write down (and then I usually hurl the pad of paper at the nearest person's head, not that I'm getting frustrated or anything).

Wow, livejournal is the greatest thing on the planet right now, though. I can communicate in full sentences! In paragraphs, even! I can express complex ideas without resorting to sign language!

Comments

[ranalore.livejournal.com]

I lose my voice at least once a year for about a week. I feel your pain.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Wow, that must suck. I imagine it loses all entertainment value very quickly.

[b-hallward.livejournal.com]

Man, you have my sympathy. But I get the hilarious thing -- I just got over losing my voice, and while I didn't squeak all I could do was talk is this breathy whisper. That's it, my voice box was out of commission. And somehow not being able to communicate was so strange, it was funny. For like the first 48 hours. And then it got annoying. You know, this may account for my sudden spamming of lj...

[questionable537.livejournal.com]

I remember having that problem during midterms a couple years back. The problem was, it started the day of my spoken exam. That...was a very interesting test. I think Sensei has never had the words croaked at her before. ^_^

Good luck on finals.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

And somehow not being able to communicate was so strange, it was funny.

That's it, exactly. It just seems so unreal. And weird. And it doesn't particularly hurt, so I keep forgetting that I can't speak and trying to say something, but uh... that doesn't work out.

LJ is *great*. And AIM. I have never been so overjoyed to simply be able to commnicate more than will fit into wild gestures.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Oo, that must have sucked. Poor you. I'm lucky to have understanding teachers; I was supposed to do a presentation today, but it's been put off until Monday, when hopefully I'll be able to speak again.

[wolfpilot06.livejournal.com]

*huggles* Poor Brigdh. XD I am evil, though, because I find great amusement in the descriptions of your illness. XD *huggles* I hope you get better soon. =)

**Wolf**

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Hee, thank you. But actually, I'm glad that you were amused- I was trying to be more funny than whiny.

[ranalore.livejournal.com]

Senor had fun with it the first time it happened after we met. Now he hates it, says he misses my verbal snark. *G*