Tomorrow I got back to work for the first time since my surgery. All day long I have been fixated on one thought – my voice is still a ruin. Not worried about work, not worried about the repair guys coming tomorrow while I am not here to fix the shower. Nope, worried about the fact that my voice is nowhere near where it used to be yet. And it may never be.
I honestly didn’t realize until this past week just how important my voice was to me. Everyone has something about themselves they like. They won’t always admit to it but everyone has something they are secretly pleased with. Sometimes you don’t know what that thing is until they take it away.
The doctor has told me to take it easy on my voice for a while yet. Does he even know me??? I don’t think so. This will test an awful lot of my willpower.
This week will be a test to see how taking half my thyroid has really affected me. It’s also when I start, hopefully, getting back into the swing of things. I will try to ease into a workout routine. It would be nice to be in shape before gardening season gets here. Ten weeks until spring. I can do this yes? Yes…
At leastI can still whisper to the plants. 😉