The Day Has Finally Arrived; Polly Wogg Has No Voice
Its the day everyone I know has probably prayed for. I have no voice. Its barely a croak, pardon the pun. When I do try and speak, it hurts so bad. I don’t think I’ve ever had a sore throat this bad. There’s no fever, no stuffy nose, no upset stomach. Its just this burning inside my throat.
So what to do when you can’t speak? I can type, so I can let you know I’m here physically, just not vocally. I can clap when I approve with something Matt says. Noticed I haven’t clapped much this morning? I can tap the microphone just to make some sort of noise, since I don’t know morse code. Someone suggested sending smoke signals. I’ll save that for emergency purposes only.
Wait, I could cough and breathe on people I don’t like and make them sick too. Let me think if there’s anyone who’s due a payback. I could even come to your work to cough on someone you have a grudge against.
Or I could just go home and sleep through it all. Get in my cozy bed and keep all my germs away from my family. Heck, what fun would that be
A big thank you to Archie, one of our co-workers who went to the store to get me some cough drops. Instant relief, awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. And if that wasn’t enough, he also made me peppermint tea. What a guy! Guess I won’t cough on him.
Thanks to Dave Wheeler for sending me this video to get my voice back. Can anyone find me a Santa Claus?