I finally booked an appointment with an Otolaryngologist, or in a less big word, the doctor often referred to as an ENT (ear, nose and throat specialist). I am not a cigarette smoker, and my whole life I've had this husky voice, and I've never thought about doing much about it. But a couple of weeks ago I was at a happy hour and had a conversation with a speech therapist about my low gravelly growl and she expressed concern about the growth of polyps on my throat, or I guess more precisely on my vocal chords. She's not the first person to ever talk to me about these polyps (right now I'm picturing the ads that were made for colon polyps, the ones with the red polyp man who talks to men about getting their prostate checked out for cancer and bad things like that - yeah the guy in the picture above) ...my 7th grade music teacher mentioned that I would grow up to have polyps and so did the first man who gave me a full time job in radio. I'll curse them both if it comes true, since maybe they put a hex on me, and now, now I have polyps!!!!
The truth is, if I talk too long or too loud I lose my voice. That's not a good sign when you're working in an industry where you talk a lot. So next week I've made an appointment, and I'm seriously hoping that there are no polyps on this trusty throat of mine. After all, I do need my voice for my job...and I do like having that deep, husky, phone sex operator voice that drives the men wild...okay, that's a selfish reason, but it's true nonetheless...
Well, my concern and the answers I seek will have to wait til next week when I visit the polyp doctor, or more precisely the ENT, or Otolaryngologist, or whatever.
Until then I'll worry about other things, things that have nothing to do with throats and polyps.
Posted by jamye at July 25, 2021 04:49 PM