The morning of the day I was supposed to teach a workshop, I woke up with no voice.
Mr Furlong plied me with morning coffee (with double cream and coconut oil as usual according to LCHF – low carbohydrate high fat – principles), and I had a satisfying vape (I vape instead of smoking) – in bed. Shortly, I could produce a short croak. After breakfast – bacon and eggs – the croak became more word-like, less unintelligible.
Amazingly, after setting up at the venue and getting myself prepared, my voice came back! I used it successfully all day – though it began to get strangely unreliable and strangulated towards the end.
And then it disappeared – completely.
I talk too much anyway. When I got home, I suspected Mr Furlong might be enjoying the peace – though he didn’t say, and I couldn’t ask!