I meet with the surgeon at the end of this week .. one month from the surgery. Things seem to be healing although I'm rubbing enough Helychrissum and Frankincense on the "scar" to float a boat. Guess I'm going to have to start looking for scores of beautiful, wispy scarfs to wrap around my neck ala Isadora Duncan because ain't nuthin' gonna get git rid of that thing!
However, the most important appointment is next week when I see the ENT and we evaluate the voice. Right now when I do the most simple of vocal exercises (ok, patience is NOT my forte but atleast I wasn't trying to run some jazz riffs or blues belts!!! ), I sound like a 13 year old boy in puberty!! Whew!
And how do you keep your attitude up and positive in the face of fear? You don't!! You just ride it out!!
I was in the studio yesterday. We were putting the final musical touches on the 9 tracks that were recorded just prior to the surgery. Even while we were adding the keyboard & organ, I kept wanting to hum .. not break out into song .. just hum. Uh .. besides being impatient, I'm also a liar .. I wanted to sing every dang note but the notes simply aren't there. I don't know where they are but they aren't in my throat any longer!
BUT .. maybe everyone is right and a month is simply too soon and so I'll wait to see what the ENT says next week and go from there.
That being said .. someone just reminded me .. "Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere!!!!" Maybe there's something to be said for NOT being virtuous!!!
Heck .. I've got the raspy voice .. now what did I do with those rockin' purple gloves?