The Case Of The Missing Tonsills (Nancy Drew eat your heart out!)

Well, OK, so they aren't missing. They were surgically removed. In their place are two holes you could wedge matchbox cars into. I'm sure some lab tech has my tonsils under a scope and is checking them for cancer-or, they are in some tiny little red biohazard bag with a bunch of other medical wastes in bigger red biohazard bags heading off to be burned at SEMASS. This is already going to be a tough blog for me since I can't keep my eyes open right now. So I'ma nap first and get back to it when the meds aren't conking me out so much.

Well, quite a long break, um, two weeks later. Still recuperating. Painfully. Some things they don't go into detail about- "The Scabs." They tell you about bleeding- yeah, had some. Enough to take a trip to Tobey in the back of the bus. Spasming arteries. Hmmm. I bled. It was disgusting and scary. No big. They tell you about the pain, lots and lots of pain that lasts up to 6 weeks. Um, yeah. Trying to deal with the pain and getting better. They don't really tell you about the scabbing. Just that you will have them. Not what they will look like (horrible white sheets with dark spots and looking like the worst case of thrush in the history of the world!). The stinkin' scabs are HORRIBLE! They make you gag, drool, throw up, cough, sneeze and miserable to the umpteenth degree. They make it hard to swallow, sleep and breathe. I still have craters, no... HOLES in my throat, that are coated with thick disgusting scabs that catch on everything and irritate your ears until you drool and just want to scrub the back and sides of your throat with the sink scrubby to get them the hell gone! My ears still hurt too! Thank GOD the swelling is gone for the most part. I've lost 12 pounds on the tonsillectomy diet and I am sure my blood sugars and triglycerides are a freaking mess. I did try to take my meds by sneaking them into jello. The end result was I dropped my sugars to just about zero and puked while I was out watering my gardens. Let us say that puking after having your tonsills out IS A BIG NO-NO! Had my first real meal last night. Mostly ate the eggplant and summer squash. Can't eat anything hard or crunchy. Eating is pretty much a chore anyway. I don't really miss it. Lol. I took all 100 dilaudid pills prescribed to me. Quite frankly? He could have wrote the script for 150. Yeah, it freakin hurts that BAD! Jello, popsicles, water and pudding and some rice have been my friend. And the biggest friend of all? Tylenol Sore Throat- with Cool Burst! *SIGH* I LOVE that stuff! Thank you Dr. Joneses surgical coordinator for suggesting it! It saved my life! Now- this surgery was supposed to be for the good. It is a hell of a surgery to have, and was my 7th. I'm not scared of surgery. Until my Tonsillectomy. Hello? Mommies and Dadies out there? If your kid needs his or her tonsills out? DO IT! DO IT NOW! Do it young! Having them out at 37 is horrible. I had some funnier stuff I was thinking of while I was zoning out on the pain meds. But those also made me forget. (; And as this post is quite past due, time to go. Please let this get better like they say in the 3rd or 4th week! PLEASE!

The good news? No call about the biopsy. PHEW!