Since Monday, I have been pretty quiet. My tonsils have been needing to come out for awhile, but I finally anted up and got the bad boys remove. It is a very good thing as one of them was abscessed. You know it is bad, when you feel better the day you get them out than you did before….now the day after, well ok that is a completely different story.
Thankfully Wednesday I was on the mend again!
Generally, I love to have conversations with people that I meet as you can learn so much about a person. This week, I have kept myself from temptation by staying home most of the week. I also have greetings on my mobile and work phones letting people know that email or txt is the best way to reach me this week.
Conversations are very, very limited. Can I talk? Yes, but it hurts. It is mostly a whisper still as that does not hurt. I have been carrying a pad of paper with me when I need to go out to be able to communicate a bit.
My friends in Phoenix that know me well have been laughing at my attempts to keep quiet. Sign language, writing it down, yup, I go for it with gusto.
The best lesson that has come out of this experience is the opportunity to listen. The opportunity to pause.
I am not a person that loves to communicate via email or txt as I think the auditory factor to communicating helps tremendously when it comes to communicating emotion, but this week I have not had a choice.
Instead of whipping off quick responses, I have taken the time to sit back and try to “hear” what may not be coming across in the written word.
I have found that I enjoy silence a bit more. I hear more than I did before and then I want it quiet. 🙂
It is also far easier to be productive when you cannot talk.