Total and complete laryngitis. I can’t talk at all. Well, I can, but the sound makes small children cry and I run the risk of ruining my vocal cords completely. So for all intents and purposes, consider Kris’s mute button now pressed. As my job pretty much relies on my ability to communicate, I’ll be rockin’ the sofa yet again today. I’m in the process of trying various home remedies but nothing seems to work very well. I’ve tried drinking hot tea with lemon, inhaling steam with eucalyptus oil, and overloading on Vitamin C (though I have no idea what my “bowel saturation” level is). Today I’m going to go get a humidifier and see if that makes any difference. Otherwise… it looks like a prescription for a couple days of “shut the hell up.” I’ll go mad. It’s worse than the bloody famine.