When I woke up yesterday, my voice was very hoarse. The strange thing was that I didn't have a sore throat. I just had a bit of a cough, and my chest was sore. I drank some water, and my voice started to come back... at least temporarily.
By the end of the day yesterday, my voice was pretty much gone. In fact, it's even more silent today. I had to take Little Man to the doctor today, which proved to be a challenge without my voice. Thankfully I had a friend at the appointment with me to help translate.
I am really hoping to get my voice back soon. It's so hard to try to take care of my kids, to comfort them, to tell them what they need to do, and to help them, without the help of my voice.