Am I the only one that thinks being diagnosed with viral laryngitis is amusing? After all, I’m a physical therapist assistant working in a nursing home with the elderly that can’t hear me on a good day! Thursday a doctor prescribed a round of steroids to reduce inflammation. So now I can’t speak, and I’m on steroids which enhances emotions and is giving me nose bleeds. I’ll be performing crabby charades. This is going to be a fun Friday!
After work yesterday I went into Walgreens and said ‘Have you got anything for laryngitis?’ And the pharmacist said ‘Good afternoon ma’am. What can I do for you?’ Tsk tsk!
Feeling a need for a soothing pick me up, I went to get ice cream to sooth my throat. I asked, “What flavors of ice cream do you have?” “Vanilla, strawberry, and chocolate,” answered the new waitress in a hoarse whisper. Trying to be sympathetic, I whispered, “Do you have laryngitis?” “No….” replied the new waitress with some effort, “just…erm…. vanilla, strawberry, and chocolate.”
A man tells his doctor that his wife has laryngitis. The doctor said there was nothing he could do to cure it. The man said, “Cure it? I want to prolong it.”
Doug goes to see his physician and says, “Doc, my wife recently lost her voice, what should I do to help her get it back?” The doctor says, “Just try coming home at three in the morning.”
And last but not least: Q. What do you call a veterinarian with laryngitis? D. A hoarse doctor.