Tonsils: What Happened To Me

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Tonsils: What Happened To Me

I got my tonsils out about a month ago, and my sister who is now twenty-one got hers out when she was my age. She herself had no problems at all, just complained about how it bothered her the first month and half, but for me, I had a few proublems!

Growing up, I always got tonsilitis. I was the sick one out of my mom's five kids. My sister got her's out because hers would swell up like a baloon, and she wouldn't be able to breath. I got mine out simply because I was tried of missing about two to three days every other month from school because I was sick with tonsilitis. I was just tired of the pain of it.

I got them out on May sixteenth, and all I remember is waiting in a bed with my parents in the room, then being woken up after it was all over because they worry you might fall asleep and won't wake up. I woke up and because of the surgery I was weak. I was throwing up because blood runs into your tummy during the surgery, and that makes you sick. The throwing up burned me where the surgery was just done at, so they gave me meds. Now this is an in-and-out surgery, but because I lived so far, they made me stay the night. The next day I went home and slept all day. I couldn't go to school so I was bored at home. When I took my meds I felt fine. I had no pain, but everything was gross. I didn't even like ice cream (which I love!), so eating was a big problem for me. YOU can't eat anything RED, because if you throw up they wouldn't be able to tell if you're bleeding or not.

On the next Monday I had to go to school which was May twenty-third, one week after my surgery, because it was the last week and I had finals. That Monday I got sick from my meds because I wasn't eating when I took it. I started to throw up, which made me miss my first class, but I didn't worry about it, even though I saw a little blood, so I went to school made it to my second class and was fine. But by the time I was in my third class, I saw all my friends. They were asking if I was okay, and they were all around me. I ran to the bathroom, and when I put my head over the toilet I started to gag; you know that little bag that hangs in your mouth? After the surgery it would bug me, even make me gag, which at that moment I was doing. As I leaned over the toilet I felt something rush from the back of my mouth to the front; it felt like water or something, so I thought I was throwing up, but I spit and it was pure blood. I spit again and still blood. I called my mother who took me to the doctor.

My doctor was in surgery until one PM, and I already had an appointment with him at 2:30, but they said I could see him as soon as he got there. While they were telling my mother this, I started to feel sick again and ran to the bathroom, threw up a little, and the bleeding started. It was very weird. When I had my head up it stopped bleeding, but when it was down the blood would run in my mouth. By the time I saw him the bleeding had stopped for good, but to be safe he put me on liquid drinks for the next forty-eight hours (it sucks!), and he gave me some medicine so I wouldn't get sick and told me to take a different pain medicine that I was given.

I was fine. Mom let me go to school Wednesday, and I felt fine all day. I took most of my tests and was for once ready for my tests. That night I was watching a movie, and it was very funny. Then I had to help find the kittens; one was missing. I bent over and looked under our couch, and I felt something run again. I ran to the bathroom and spit. It was blood but just a little, no worries right? Mom was already asleep so I wasn't going to worry her, but then it when from a little blood to running blood. I ran to tell my mom, but as I was trying to tell her blood was running out my mouth. I ran to the bathroom very scared. My mom told me to come on to get Dad and go to our town hospital. I grabbed a cup and used that for the blood. We couldn't get it to stop. I never saw my dad more scared in his life; it was the first time in his life he knew he was helpless because there wasn't anything he could do. While at the hospital they called my doctor who took forever to get ahold of. He said I needed to come in right away. We live in a small town, and my doctor and the big hospital was an hour away. At first they were going to take me by ambulence, but I stopped bleeding so my dad wanted to drive me, and I just wanted to get out of there. I had them poke me SIX times trying to get an IV in me. We took off, but as far as we got was to there driveway then I started bleeding again.

Now I was really scared. I was shaking and crying, I had no clue what to do, and the doctor doesn't tell you what to do when this happens. The doctor doesn't even tell you that this will happen. We turned back around, and this time they put me up in bed, got an IV in me, and called for a chopper, because it would only take twenty minutes. I filled up four of those little throw up blows they have with blood. It was very scary, but the worst was seeing my parents. I was trying to be brave and try my best to stay calm and show them it would be okay, but I could see they were scared because it wasn't something they could help. So the chopper got there, and they took me to the doctor. I spoke to my doctor and went into surgery. When I woke I was in lots of pain. I tried to rip my IV out in my sleep so that was bleeding. I had a lot of popped veins, and it hurt from the stitches they had to give me. It turns out I popped a blood vessel in my throat, and the hole was about 1/2 cm. long. I know it's crazy, something so small, but so much blood came out of it. I know everyone thinks it's gross and stuff, but for me it was just scary. I thought I was going to die, which I could have if I wouldn't have gotten the bleeding to stop, but ice helped. When we couldn't stop it I would take cold ice water and move it around in my mouth for a while. The ice helps it a little bit because cold stops blood, and warmness makes it bleed more.

As crazy as it sounds, if someone asked me if they should get their tonsils out, I would say yes! I know after hearing my story it would freak you out, but the fact is that I'm okay, and if you eat right and take your medicine and just do everything right, you'll be fine. You may have a minor problem like I did, but it's nothing your doctor can't fix. After all, that's what they're there for! But in the end it's still safe!

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