Yesterday, right after lunch, my voice began to vanish. By fifth period, (my last class of the day) I was down to a squeak.
This morning it was even worse, so I stayed home. It's tough to do my job without a voice ... picture a bleeding mullet tossed into a school of hungry blacktip sharks.
Something like that.
So I stayed home and here is what I did.
Got up at 5:00 AM to make substitute teacher plans, because the show must go on.
Called in sick.
Went back to bed until 8:00 AM.
Tickled the puppies and gave them some breakfast.
Fed the pig.
Fed the chickens.
Started gumbo for supper ... this took a while.
Watched the pocket gopher flinging dirt from it's tunnel from the kitchen window.
Dashed out for picture.
Got pictures of dirt ... no gopher.
Got pictures of gumbo events.
Almost burned the roux ... stupid gopher!
Poked around the blogosphere.
Did a load of laundry.
Worked on my class plans for tomorrow.
Worked on my National Board certification.
Drank gallons of hot green tea.
Did another load of laundry.
Which brings me up to now.
I'm thinking the gumbo will fix me, but just to be sure I ate some homemade fresh (not cooked)salsa for lunch. Lots of good, colorful phytochemicals in that stuff.
What food do you crave when your sick?