Raise your hand if you think talking is something you do without considering the mechanics of the process. Well, until I lost my voice in early November, that’s what I thought. And the very unscientific poll I’ve conducted since that fateful day confirms I was not alone in my ignorance.
Good news! Two months later my voice is better than ever; however, I thought I’d share some of the surprising insights from the recovery process to help others avoid the loss of their voice—something most of us take for granted.
Lost
First, the backstory. I love to talk. Anyone who knows me will confirm I’m a talker. Whether it’s one-on-one, or delivering a speech to 500 people, talking is something that’s always come very naturally to me. My voice has also been an Achilles heel. If I get a cold, you can immediately hear it in my voice. If I talk too much at a party, I feel it in my voice. But it was never a major problem until the speech I gave in early November.
The room was beautiful, but the acoustics terrible. The 300 people in the audience were eating lunch which normally wouldn’t be a problem, but the sound system wasn’t working very well. The speaker who went before me struggled mightily to be heard throughout her presentation, so shouting was the only option. I wasn’t worried because I have a loud voice, but I was fighting a cold and had just delivered five others speeches in the weeks prior. So, I stepped to the podium and began to speak as loudly as possible. About five minutes into the speech I felt a pull or “snap” in my throat.
I didn’t think much of it at the time because the volume of my voice was unchanged so I knew it probably wasn’t a vocal chord. But when I got home, I could tell something was very wrong.
In addition to the usual hoarseness I felt if I overdid a speech with a cold, I couldn’t sustain talking for long periods of time. In other words, while I might not have sounded all that different, I had to exert an increasing amount of effort the longer I spoke.
At first I thought it would get better on its own, like it always did. I waited and continued going about my business, which I realized involves a lot of talking whether it’s talking to a client on the phone, or coordinating the day-to-day care of my family.
I communicated as much as I could via email. I matched the number of speeches I gave and calls I made to the stamina of my voice in an attempt (not always successful) to limit the amount of talking. But after two weeks, there were no visible signs of improvement. Needless to say, I panicked. I finally did what I probably should have done ten years ago—I called a doctor. And the amazing recovery process began.
And Found…
I’m going to save the details of what transpired over the last six weeks, and cut right to the main insights that might helpful, or that I wish I'd known. I’m not a doctor, so this it not medical advice. It’s my layperson’s interpretation of what I’ve learned from the ear, nose and throat doctor, voice/speech therapist, and pilates instructor (yes, my pilates instructor) who’ve been helping me:
As is often the case in life, one of the most frustrating experiences has turned into a gift. My voice is even better than before, and hopefully what I’ve learned might help someone else who struggles with voice-related challenges, especially as we move into cold and flu season. Here’s to speaking with strength and clarity in 2009! Happy New Year!
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