Well, I made a lot of mistakes yesterday.
I actually talked - had some conversations, because I was fed up with silence, particularly after the party. All it got me was an aching throat and a lost voice (which even when it was extant sounded dark and wheezy). However, at least I know I have one now...but I can see the value of keeping silent for the next week. Even after this three-week period I will still have to alternate between writing and talking...I hope that my indiscretion won't affect the healing process.
Also foolishly I had some cheese and sour cream as I was fed up with the diet, and that just got me back into coughing fits, which had subsided for the most part. Dairy coats the vocal cords and since there's already the feeling of 'something' being in my throat, that didn't help.
Back to total silence and eating the right way. I feel quite chastened.
Today is beautiful just like the last two; I think summer has arrived in Scotland. I've finally decided to dress for warmer weather.
One more week and I will be able to speak again.
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