My Voice Is Not My Voice Anymore

Now the drugs don’t work
They just make you worse
But I know I’ll see your face again- The Verve
This morning I woke up with a terrible feeling that I had gone deaf. But it turned out that my blocked nose had evolved during the night and crept up into my ears. I had to breathe with my mouth. Also I had a fever. All in all, it was a pretty shitty start to the day.
So at 7am, I called my gf who was startled because she didn’t recognize my voice at all. My usually silky and deep baritone had been transformed into a nasal squeek not unlike the sound that a certain daffy duck makes. It was she who ordered me to stay at home and rest.
At around 11am, I woke up again and went off to see the doctor. The damned quack started laughing at my voice when I tried to detail the extent of my suffering. He took a scope and shined a light into my ears and nose before exclaiming that I had a really bad cold. No shit, Sherlock!
He gave me some really strong pills and a nasal spray, which I promptly used while waiting for my medicine. This drew stares from the old ladies in the waiting room. When I got home, I swallowed the pills and they KO’ed me for the rest of the afternoon.
At around 5pm, I woke up and got dressed to go for my classes. When I got there, my coursemates laughed at my new voice.
Sigh. Woe is me.
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