A few weeks ago I lost my voice. Really, an almost 100% loss of the use of my vocal chords and it sucked about as much as you can imagine. Daily activities become extremely complicated when one has to pantomime what they want, since pointing and grunting and the occasional obscene finger gesture can only get you so far.
Take, for instance, parenting. It's degrading to yell at a three year old and have her point and laugh at you because all you can muster is a squeak. Or should I say, it's more degrading than usual to yell at a three year old and in response she points and laughs at you, squeak or no squeak.
My voice is still not back to normal but it's better. But as difficult as it was trying to get my point across when I didn't have a voice, this writer's block I'm experiencing is one thousand times worse. It took me 30 minutes to write these three paragraphs. I wish I was kidding.
Quick, someone meme me or something.