No Voice

Last week I had a cold. It seems to have settled in my throat and yesterday I had no voice. Today I have a faint squeak. I went through the day yesterday silent. I babysat my grandson and whispered what I needed to say. He asked why I was talking so low and I explained that my voice was going to be very low all day. He listened to everything I told him to do the first time and I never had to repeat myself once. During the day my husband was talking to me. I did not answer most of what he said as it hurt to talk. At the end of the day I realized one thing. Ninety percent of our daily conversation is nonsense. If we only answered the crucially important questions and did not have needless banter, we would all be happier.