Where oh where has my little voice gone?

Yes, so, I have laryngitis. Badly. I've been completely without a voice for two and a half days now, with no signs of improvement.
I guess it's an interesting time to reflect on the power of language - since I've mostly been stuck without it. So, I can't teach without a voice (unless it's my own class who know me and know not to try any craziness on the voiceless teacher). I can't go anywhere and make myself understood. My daughter has had to order dinner for us at Culver's. I've been stuck in my house for days with no one to talk to - can't even call a friend. I have had to cancel any plans I had for the weekend, as they all involved talking with friends. I'll have to go to my new class tomorrow and introduce myself without speaking, and sit for three hours without participating.
Now, I know this will go away. It can't last more than a few more days (right?). And, I can completely understand everything going on around me, so that's good. Still, it's a good lesson in how frustrating and difficult life can be without a voice - whether due to illness or unfamiliarity with a language. The smallest tasks become daunting.
At least I've had a bunch of time to work on my Spanish. I've listened to hours worth of podcasts and written essays galore in the past two days.
I'm signed up to take the Written Proficiency Exam again next week. I really believe my written Spanish has improved greatly over the last three months. I'm going to pass this time!!