Having Your Tonsils Removed.

You'd think that over the past couple of weeks i would have found the time, as i said i would, to put up "a few half decent postings up". This has not happened and i'll tell you why; Having your tonsils removed is more draining then i ever thought i would be. (Yeah i know, what a wuss!) It has been nearly 4 weeks to the day since the operation and despite still feeling pretty awful a lot of the time, i am going back to work tomorrow. To be honest it'll be quite nice to get out of the house and be doing something, however with even writing this post is still mentally taxing enough to make me stop for a break every so often, i'm not sure exactly how efficient i'll actually be. Anyway, we'll find out tomorrow i guess. Right, enough of this self-pity! Lets talk post-op!

Daventry hospital is fantastic. Most of it looks brand new, it is spotless and the staff are all brilliant! If i ever have the option i'll take it over any other hospital hands down. It really is that good. My operation went swimmingly, so i was told by the surgeons any way and my first experience of general anesthetic was a positive one. Two breaths in and i was out like a light. I woke up, an unknown amount of time later gasping for water, which i wasn't allowed for what seemed like hours. I ended up, instead of sleeping as most people around me seemed to be doing, sitting up and reading the current Sharpe novel i have pilfered from Clare's house. I was also confronted with a small samples container in which were my tonsils! I had asked if i could keep them before the operation and although this is no-longer allowed, they had saved them for me to have a look at before they took them away. Nice touch i thought. Apparently i was recovering very quickly from the anesthesia and so i was put in a patient lounge after a little while. I was also given a egg-mayo sandwich and told that until i ate it up i wouldn't be allowed to leave. It was a bit of a challenge, however the affects of a local anesthetic they gave me during the operation hadn't faded yet so for an on-cour i asked if they had any other sandwiches on offer as i was a glutton for suffering and surprisingly hungry. Clare came along to pick me up however we ended up hanging around for another 2 hours or so because i had the heart rate of a small mouse which the nursing staff were a bit concerned about and couldn't find the cause of. Personally i think it was probably the excitement of watching Neighbours while connected to a heart monitor. The next week was spent with the most delightful affects of codeine based pain killers (thats an opiate based drug don't you know). Small walks out into the garden were the highlight of my day as the world became a warm and incredibly vibrant place, some flowers quite literally glowing before my eyes. Apparently i was quite entertaining to all who were around to witness. Coming off those is when the real pain started as while on the codeine things do hurt, but you just don't care a whole lot about it. It was like a bad bout of tonsillitis but thankfully without the fever. It is during this time that you learn the following:

Ten things you should know about having your Tonsils removed.

1) Pasta shapes, or rather the sauce they come in is like pouring liquid fire down your throat. Stick to things that have zero spice and very little tomato in.

2) Co-Coldamole = Opium Highs :-)

3) Chewing gum becomes reclassified as medicinal and you end up getting through more of it than Alex Fergison during an entire football season.

4) They deliberately give you MASSIVE tablets to take because all doctors are in fact masochists.

5) Scrambled eggs and ice cream are your best friends.

6) Water can and will hurt you. However it will take on entirely new depths of flavour.

7) Playing scrabble while on Co-Coldamole is incredibly hard!

8) You end up watching the equivalent of an entire Blockbusters worth of DvDs and television.

9) You are supposed to eat as much hard or rough foods as possible so as to scrape your throat out. So much for weeks on ice cream!

10) Going to sleep is great. However karma will balance itself out and make waking up a truly horrifying experience.


Right. That is about it really. I don't think i am actually ready to go back to work tomorrow, but then as i've already stated i am a sucker for punishment so off i go!
I cant wait for my next operation!

Next Week: Battlefield 2.

18 hours to GO time!

I've been out enjoying life recently. You know, that thing that people take endless pictures of themselves having a good time in so they can put them up in Facebook and show everyone they've ever met how much of a good time they are having. Apart from they aren't really having that good a time as they are too busy taking pictures of themselves having a good time and blah, blah, blah, i just know i've made that little stab before. Actually to say that i've been out enjoying life would only be half right because ever since i signed away my soul to them, the GSCC have been sucking in my time and life force like a black hole. A quite friendly, well paying black hole, but a black hole none the less. However i am now probably boarder line addicted to my role as glorified button pusher and envelope stuffer (that isn't a euphemism for anything) and i do enjoy having a bank account that has real money in it, rather than the couple of rubber bands, a penny and a button from a shirt i don't have anymore, so i cant really complain. Anyway, most of the above accounts for why i haven't been spending my time trying to think up posts to put up on here for the occasional amusement, though mostly the bemusement of its readership. (Which reminds me, i have to get one of those t-shirts with the slogan; "More people have read this than your web blog.")

I am having my tonsils taken out tomorrow. It will be my first ever experience of a general anesthetic and i'm frankly quite looking forward to finding out what it will be like! Clare has "volunteered" to be the person who has to stay around me for 24 hours after the operation just in case i bleed out. It will also be good to get an experience of the NHS first hand for a change and if i get to be under the temporary care of a few hot nurses (unfortunately Clare said no to the nurses uniform), so much the better. As a direct result of this i shall be off from work for a while recovering and as Tim put it, "you'll be getting a sort of summer holiday this year after all." I am looking forward to having a bit of spare time again, especially as i'm getting full pay at the same time. I have stocked up on DvDs (i got Zulu the other day for £3!) and other projects to do while i'm off my feet and i am looking forward to anyone visiting who wants to inquire as to my health. There are a few downsides, but i cant do anything about them so there is no real point in complaining. All in all it should be a decent enough couple of weeks coming up. Either way, as i'll be house bound i should at least be able put up a couple of half decent postings up!


Right, i'm off to make the most of the fact i can eat up until 2am tomorrow morning! Its time for some fudge and Zulu! "Don't you, point that bloody spear, at me!"