What I want from you is…
Yes, just in time for the Big Gay Sing (aka the Pride Concert for TCGMC) my voice appears to have been stolen. It started with me feeling “off” this past weekend.
Then Monday the coughing started.
And Tuesday with the early flight to Chicago, shouting over equipment and talking to an auditor for 8 hours, my voice started to go.
By Wednesday I sounded like Barry White with a chest cold.
Tonight is dress rehearsal for the concert and I’m desperately trying to keep talking to a minimum today. I also have tea for this afternoon. And lots of water.
I’m hoping to resurrect my voice by Friday’s concert. Although at the rate this is going, I may need the help of a plucky seagull and a Saint Bernard…..