I always knew my old college ways would catch up to me.
Throughout my four-year stint at Auburn I acquired a few scars and permanent marks that, though bother my mother to no end, will always remind me that I used to be fun and energetic...
This is the part where my sister rolls her eyes because I make it sound like I graduated ages ago, when really it just happened this May. I'm dramatic and nostalgic ok?? Leave me be!!
In between my healthy lifestyle of loud music, liquor and late-night meals I figured my nights-turned-mornings would come back to haunt me in the future, but who knew the future would be such a short 2 months later!
Flash forward to now where I received the news that I have vocal nodules. For those of you who aren't singers or stalkers of John Mayer and Adele, vocal nodules, commonly referred to as "nodes," are little benign tumors on your vocal cords.
Nodes are caused by several different things, all circulating back to using your voice improperly. Be it yelling, screaming, whispering, singing without warming up... these little growths appear and it effects the way your vocal cords vibrate back and forth. If it goes untreated the nodes turn into polyps which have to be surgically removed.
Fortunately I caught mine early.
So what does this mean for me? Well I'm glad you asked. And I'm also glad you're reading this instead of literally asking me because I wouldn't be able to tell you...
If your deductive reasoning skills led you to assume that 1. This is what happened to the girl in Pitch Perfect and 2. That I can't talk, give yourself a pat on the back! Because you are indeed correct.
I have been put on vocal rest for 6 weeks. No singing, screaming, yelling, whispering, taking of shots or excessive talking for 6 weeks.
And if you know me, the prohibited actions listed above have at one point (or forever) been my life. So that's cute.
I plan on doing a lot of reading, movie watching and getting back to teaching myself to play the piano.
However, I am now accepting lists of silent activities I can do for the next 6 weeks, as well as resume's of friends who will hang out with me in silence... Must love dogs, RomCom's and shopping.
Anyhow, expect some funny updates. Maybe this is the push I needed to get back to you, dear readers.
Signing off (which as I type this I realize now has a dual meaning...you know because I can't talk...),
Xx,
Lo.
