It was a full day, with only a break for a stop at the thrift store and lunch with the grandparents to interrupt what I classify as a productive day. We topped it off with a walk around my area for a mile or so.
During that day, I apparently did an awful lot of talking because I had a sore throat later that evening and a bit into this morning.
Now, my initial theory was that I had tired my vocal cords by using them for an extended period after a long time of disuse. I did some cursory research into the question and found that there was no definitive medical support for the idea that vocal cords could atrophy from disuse similar to muscles.
So, I guess I’ll just chalk it up to talking a lot. It used to be I could talk all day (and probably did) without any side effect. I’m sure my friends and former co-workers will be ecstatic to know this is no longer the case. I feel compelled to point out that I did the talking anyway, I just now face consequences. Sorry, peeps.
Since there was no convincing documentation regarding disuse of vocal cords (that is, the days on end I rarely speak to anyone), I don’t feel an urgent need to spend a portion of my days talking out loud to myself in order to “exercise” my throat. That will come as a relief to me and others when I am out shopping.
Since the nieceling and I plan on having these little get-togethers every week until we either run out of job postings or she gets employed, I’m guessing I’m in for a few more hoarse mornings.
Life used to be so peaceful in my undisturbed cave.