It figures. It just frelling figures that the first time I get a real soprano lead, I GET SICK. Yes, my friends. Illness beckons me and my body is heeding its call. AGAIN. Why didn't I get sick over Christmas? Or right afterwards? WHY NOW????
In other news, fainting is weird. Discovered that tonight. Wholly unpleasant, really. Why in the world was it accepted practice in the good ol' days?
Our one lead, Dr. D has been missing rehearsals consistently. The past three nights (this included) he has been absent from rehearsal. We have run our duet and a trio involving him, me, and my male lead Alexis, ONCE. ONCE. WE OPEN ON FRIDAY. I HATE SHOW-BUSINESS.
And may I just state that no, my dear Musical Director, I will NOT be reaching full-voice when I HAVE BEEN PLACED ON VOCAL REST AND WILL LOSE MY VOICE IF I SING LOUDLY. Do we want me to have my voice on Friday? Yes, yes we do. And since I am at rehearsal with a fever and DOCTOR DALY is frelling home with a migraine for three days (I have no sympathy, if he wants my migraine drugs, he is more than welcome to them), I think we should be cutting me a little slack and just be happy that I am present and know my part.
Oh. I love Frank Southerington. That is all.
Whew. I, for one, feel better about myself.
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