It has been a pretty wild season. What makes a season so wild, you ask? Oh. Well, let’s start with Iphigenia in Tauris. This marked my first (and hopefully last) bout of laryngitis. Also known as the scariest and oddest week of my life. If your career depended on little vocal folds and those little darlings morphed into a beastly, breathy and unpredictable sound, what would you do?
My role in Iphigenia in Tauris was tiny and didn’t have any stratospheric notes that could rupture my cords and so the doctor gave me steroids to get through opening night.
Here is what I learned from taking steroids:
1) They make me angry (I wanted to crush things).
2) They thin vocal cords out and take around 21 days to get out of your system. Thus extending the required period of vocal rest* in order to fully recover and not cause any damage.
If I ever lose my voice again, I will just take homeopathic drugs. They had worked to get me through the dress rehearsal, but I didn’t know what to expect and dove into the steroid waters. It was a good lesson to learn.
*Vocal rest is when you do not speak or sing. Some revert to clicking and snapping in order to communicate, but I reverted to stomping my feet and eating vanilla cake (I blame the steroids).