Swing Low

I have been a little encouraged by my voice lately. It is still bad, but I think it is better than a few months ago. I never am really sure though because as I have reported here before, as I get used to a limitation, it seems to be less severe, even though it may be unchanged. There just aren’t many objective measures. On the phone Amanda commented that my voice sounded better and I did place a successful drive-thru order.

With this backdrop, a couple weeks ago I got a cold, which is no fun, but it did yield a dramatic (albeit temporary) improvement in my voice.  It was real low, but it was there.  The first morning I was in the kitchen with Kara and I said something.  I sounded like Barry White but it was so strong!  Kara said, "Hey, you have a voice!"  I agreed and chalked it up to the cold and reflexively went back to my study.  Then it hit me: I can be heard!  I was kind of like a kid on Christmas morning. I mean, I can be heard every day but this was different; I had a little power! As I considered how to spend my vocal fortune, I couldn’t help but do something a little sappy: I went back to the kitchen and told Kara that I loved her.  She thought it was sappy too.

Next I called my friend who does not hear well.  We haven't spoken for months because it is just too hard to communicate.  He could hear me now; it was so awesome.  We talked about his health and made lunch plans.

Next I called parents, mostly to show off.  Speaking was still a little difficult, but I was getting way better results for the effort.  I was humming and stuff all day long. 

The cold is gone, thank goodness, and the deep bass voice too, but it was nice while it lasted!