So, this is pretty much going to be a venting post. Venting my fears of going under the knife! I had a doctor's appointment today with the ear, nose, throat doc and he is strongly recommending me having my tonsils removed. I was so nervous just for the appointment today, I can't even imagine how my stomach is going to feel the day of the surgery. I learned a few things today:
1. I could never survive solitary confinement! I sat in the little room for 2 hours with nothing to do but watch the seconds tick away on the digital clock, and that is precisely what I did. Ok, I didn't just watch the clock, I did mathematically related activites in my head while watching the clock. Without a clock I would've gone nuts. I'm not used to being able to just sit with no noise, no kids, no book, no nothing!
2. I learned that since I've previously had a para-something absess behind my tonsil I'm 40% more likely to get another one and the next time it could be a lot worse (I'm not sure what could get worse than 3 antibiotics and vicadin but I didn't say anything!) and involve my neck and chest.
3. I learned that I should have gotten my tonsils out 25 years ago before I knew any better!! He already told me it's going to be a horrible experience (no beating around the bush!) I think about it and I get agitated. I've never had surgery before and altho I wouldn't mind the actual surgery (being knocked out can't be that bad) I'm worried about the after shocks of the whole affair. Pain, lots of pain! I know how hard it was watching Andrew go through all this a couple years ago and I don't have my mommy here to rock me and give me pain meds and tell me everything is going to be fine. I'll admit that I am a sissy when it comes to pain.
The only upside of having the surgery is that I won't ever have to deal with my faulty tonsils ever again. Also, since my tonsil is slowly going back to its normal, (larger than your normal) size its not paramount to take my tonsils immediately and I can schedule it when it's convenient. Will it ever be convenient? I'm thinking it'll be early summer but it could be sooner. Yikes! I'm more scared to have 2 ugly little fleshy things taken out of my throat than I ever have been to birth a baby. What's wrong with this picture? Well, I guess I've now come to grips with my fate and will stop venting and start stocking my pantry with pudding, jell-o, and juice, and get some ice cream and popcicles for my freezer!
*I just proof read this and my heart rate accelerated just reading through it!!*