Just a few days ago, I was having a cool, lovely and sweet voice like people would compliment my voice to be. I know to some extent that I am blessed right but you know there are still some voices you would hear and you will seem to confuse them with an angel.
So I had these few programs I am supposed to grace with my presence and they are church programs actually and as a song minister, I was invited to come and take people along in worship and praise sessions before God to give him his food. You know?
But unplanned or accidentally, the 3 programs falls into the same row and I was having just a day interval in between these three programs. It should be referred to as 4 if I would actually want to add one of it which I was supposed to minister twice and that's the last 2 days of the 9 days program.
I started with this first program that required me to minister 2 days consecutively, but unfortunately the first day was (my 5 minutes ended here) a very stressful one for me cos of the sound system available of which I didn't count to be a problem at that point cos I actually still ministered for one hour and almost 30 minutes but after then, I began to feel it that something had happened to me. My voice precisely.
I had stressed my voice and it had turned bad to the extent that I wasn't sure I could minister the following day.
On waking up, the next morning I begin to take my home and natural processes of clearing my sour voice but then I wasn't seeing any improvement but instead, it was only beginning to deteriorate the more.
Still I wasn't gonna give up cos I still have 2 more program to attend and I can't leave this voice this way and to make it worse, I ministered on the second/last day of this first program, forcefully and mightily stressed the voice to perform well (thankfully an amazing sound system was now available) and only did I realize how well I need to manage my voice either I have programs falling in same row or roll or not.
It deteriorated so much that I couldn't even talk and if you make an attempt discussing anything with me, I might just count you as my enemy cos it felt like pains not being able to talk when I want to and all I could do was whisper.
Until a friend recommended a natural natural menthol sweet for me and it just felt like this thing was the doctor to my present illness. My voice started clearing up and I began to raise my hope that the rest of these programs are still possible to attend without disappointing the hosts.
Truly, it deteriorated but thankfully I was still able to control the situation. All thanks to a friend.
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