Benched

A park ranger without a voice is kind of like a baseball catcher with no arms and no legs--it doesn't work. So, much like my favorite MLB catcher Yadier Molina would be if he came to work with no arms and no legs, I am currently benched. Yesterday I went to work, but I had zero speaking capabilities, so they had me work on some of the Public Program Coordinator duties like e-mailing Teddy Roosevelt. I finished all of my pressing duties, so I left work a little early to go home and try to get my voice back. I have literally tried everything: cough drops, humidifiers, Vicks, Listerine, steam, lemon tea and honey, and of course rest; but nothing seems to be working. This morning when I woke up, I still had no voice, and now I had a terrible sore throat and stuffy head. I realized that I would be of no use at work, so I called in sick and Greg took me to the doctor. The doctor says that I might have strep throat, but it's probably just a cold and strained vocal cords or maybe laryngitis. She gave me some antibiotics and sent us on our way. She also said that I must stay home from work tomorrow and rest my voice some more. You know what that means: I won't be there for Girl Scout Day when 2,400 Girl Scouts descend on the park. I am terribly disappointed about this (just kidding, I'm being sarcastic). I feel bad because I know that they need my help tomorrow, but if I can't yell at the Girl Scouts, there would be no point in having me there anyway. So I'll be benched for one more day, but hopefully I can go back to work on Thursday. Greg has been taking good care of me, and the animal children have been extra cuddly, so I'm sure I'll be back on my feet very soon.