I may not be as good at it as Ferris Bueller was but I did take a sick day today. My sore throat was legitimate and so were my sniffles but my need for a carefree day was even greater. Although I am quite experienced at calling into work, I still feel terribly guilty doing so. It might be rooted in my being from childhood. My mom would try to send us to school on snow days. The few times I got my brave on and cut school, I ratted myself out. I just was no good at being a naughty girl.
I have two jobs which meant I had to perform the painstaking task twice today. Boss number one said I hope you feel better, see you on Monday. Boss number two said " I see, we are expecting you to be here tomorrow" My number two job requires top notch vocal abilities to get the job done. I sound like a frog and my throat feels like sandpaper. My boss did not even recognize my voice and I was barely audible. I whispered back in my froggy voice that I will do my best and will get lots of vocal rest today. Of course I feel like she did not believe my claim of illness and felt like a child who needed to bring a note from her mother the next day.
I spent my care free day trying to restore my voice. I took a vow of silence,drank lots of tea. Indulged in some wonderful home made chicken soup( Thanks to my mom). I gargled with salt water . I drank apple cider vinegar straight up, not at all tasty by the way. I may have overdosed on vitamin C as well. in spite of all my efforts I still sound like a frog according to my daughter who called about thirty minutes ago. I have 18 hours to have a miraculous recovery and be able to perform my job at full throttle tomorrow. If all fails I will report to work frog and all and let them make the call on my vocal quality. In the meantime if you stumble across my blog and have a old family recipe for laryngitis please post your response.Happy Weekend everyone 
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