If you read the other piece about my show being iminent, I thought it only appropriate to fill you in on what happened.

I wish that I could say I went ahead and had a great show with a great turn out. Unfortunately, that was NOT the case.

I went to rehearsal and tried out my new, (very sexy little) cordless headset mic. It’s amazing! Unfortunately, try as I may, I hit a wall, HARD! Mid-song I sounded like I might hack up a lung. After 2 hours of trying to make it work I gave up.

I had to cancel, something I’ve never fine before. I was in bad shape.

Ever see the film, “Coal Miner’s Daughter” with Cissy Spacek? Remember when she collapses? I always wondered about that. It’s singing! What is better than that? How can you be exhausted? (I sing for hours every day. It’s my thing . I live alone so I get away with it.)

I couldn’t possibly conceive of being physically exhausted when it comes to singing…until about 4 weeks ago. Half way through rehearsal I understood that scene in a way I never had before. It reminds me of when my son was born by emergency c-section. I wasn’t totally under and I felt like I was screaming trying to get the Dr’s attention, but my throat was so dry no one could hear me.

No matter how hard I tried, there was no connection between my body and voice. It SUCKED!!

To add insult to injury, I had to cancel 2 appearances in a presentation given by someone else. So now my credibility has been called intimate question by the producers. You can sing with a sore throat, but not with a chronic cough. I had the latter, big time! After 3 courses of antibiotics and steroids, I’m finally coming out of it. But I still have to be very careful because evidently the cough can last up to 3 weeks and if I push it, I can damage my chords.

So why am I bothering you with my little health drama? I learned something from this experience, take it or leave it.

Sometimes you just have to LISTEN TO YOUR BODY! I foolishly thought I was somewhat invincible when it came to matters of health. How arrogant!!!! I’d only been sick now, twice in about six years. I don’t even get headaches. But I messed up big time!

Published by: JB chants

I was contacted by OkCupid a month after signing up, telling me I was in the top 5% response rate and asking my secret. I was stunned. I was in my 50's! Beats me! It's not as though I posted racy photos or I was plagued by blinding beauty! However it served it's purpose,in terms of finding dates,but finding a mate? Not so much. Along the way, I had some pretty nutty encounters, some more lethal than others. While my blog started as a retelling of these amorous tales, it's morphed into a myriad of stories, including many from my time on the planet. They range from working with the amazing Henry Winkler, auditioning for Nadia Boulanger, an attempted assault by one of Al Capone's retired former henchmen, and offering a homeless man (who was also a convicted murderer) a place to stay for the night. While most of this is older material but I'm considering penning epilogues or postmortems from my post pandemic, post #metoo perspective, as well as sharing more. So many stories to tell! Thanks for stopping by! Cheers!

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