My voice did not return. In fact I spent the rest of the week struggling. One student wrote me an awesome note about how he hoped I would get better. On Friday the primary teachers were coasting on fumes. We were all sick and we somehow made it through. With limited options available for subs we almost have no choice but to come in. One teacher talked about how she came to work after being bandaged up at the hospital. I wish the students could understand how much we care. I know they are children so empathy is still developing.