Imagine having a fungus growing on my vocal cords. Getting news like this is when you wish you didn't have an imagination. Hungry?
Anyway, I wrote to my doctor this morning because I can talk. Bruce Skyped me from Florence and there was my voice when I answered. Today has been a happy day for me. One day without my asthma medication and five doses of the anti-fungal gargle that one must swallow and I can talk quite well and without straining.
I am always humbled by so quick and accurate a diagnosis and so relatively simple a treatment. It makes you wonder about when and how that learning was made part of the body of knowledge that GPs must have. Bless them all! (And curse all the anti-vaccination people!)
Go to Google Images and type in "esophageal fungus." Enjoy!