Wednesday, April 1, 2009

its precious when its gone, or almost gone.

Its my voice.
I was beginning to have a hoarse voice early last week, but by last Friday it got from bad to worse and I could barely speak audibly.
To speak was to struggle, and the process was too tiring.
I, of all people, are among the ones who should know better regarding vocal hygiene. But nevertheless, I could not escape sore throat, could I.
It was't really a sore throat though.
With high awareness and concern, I went to see a physician. I knew I should go straight to an ENT specialist, but no way I would let myself be scoped.
So a physician it was.
The physician came to a conclusion, I had laryngitis. And he actually lectured me on going on a vocal rest.
I knew it was coming, vocal rest, but to hear it from a non-specialist, it was quite irony.
Usually, doctors (even specialists) would refer their patients to me (and my colleagues) when the patients have voice disorders.
Then I would be the one who advise people what they should and should not do and to go on vocal rest. I wondered if it came across his mind that he should refer me to an SLP for further voice management, would he refer me to me? hahaha.

Now I should do what I preach.
Vocal rest it is.

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