|11:19 am - I have no voice and... nevermind.|
I decided to keep myself and my germs home today, out of politeness - and out of the fact that I'm at the coughing/snorting stage that I always loathe as a spectator, so it's the least I can do to keep my obscene and nauseating noises out of the workplace.
So far, between six a.m. and now I've managed to squeeze in two naps already, though. I think I'm heading out for a third, now.
I really don't have much of a voice, especially after any sort of pause where I'm not speaking. I imagine it sounds worse than it is - I almost always have a stage in any sort of illness of the respiratory system where it settles in my larynx and absconds with my voice. So I'm used to it, I guess, even if my audience isn't.
Part of me is lobbying that I do something useful, like laundry. But since laundry involves multiple trips up and down 3 flights of stairs, I'll forgo the coughing fits I'm sure would be engendered.