Categories: uncategorized
Date: 26 June 2007 20:09:32
What a fucking waste of time.
The speech therapist was wet. She seemed nervous throughout the whole appointment. She kept figiting. She spoke quietly. She kept clearing her voice. She kept pausing as if to drag out what she had to say longer.
The appointment letter said it would take an hour. It took half an hour.
She went through a few relevent questions. But for some reason then asked a whole load of pointless questions. What difference does it make to my voice who I live with??
She told me nothing I didn't already know. Both about how the vocal chords work and how to look after them. I am already doing the things she suggested. So she looked slightly blank as if she didn't know what to suggest.
She got me to do one single 'exercise' and then commented on how well I did all aspects of it, to which I said something about yes, that's cos, as I've already told you, I'm a trained singer, and that's the sort of thing trained singers learn to do - use their voice properly.
She didn't seem to know what the consultant had already said to me.
She sent me away, saying drink more water and come back in 4 weeks and we'll see if it's any better.
That aint gonna make it better. The consultant said that the muscles don't work properly. That means you're supposed to give me exercises to make the muscles work properly. Not let me suffer pointlessly for yet another month.
What are you paid for. You're a waste of space.