Well chaps, the deed is done and the ol’ tonsils are out! Yesterday, Tuesday, I had the operation to remove them. Most people probably don’t know that generally in the winter I get sore throats pretty much constantly. This has been the case for the last few years-it would happen in England as well as here in Argentina. Tbh, it was never a huge cause of concern, just part of the course and then after a while it would go.
However, this year I have been plagued by throat infections, one after another after another. Other than having laringhytis the other year, it’s the first time I’ve had white flecks on my tonsils. I first got it treated and they slowly went down and down, and I think it went away fully but a few days later, after getting particularly worked up about something, guess what was back? And ever since then they’d come and go until recently when they’ve just stayed and no treatment seemed to touch them. Again, I got stressed and the next minute I checked and saw I had huuuge blister looking like things on my tongue which was a bit scary! This whole business has really shown me how much our health is affected by our mind and I’m actively trying to change my thought process and work on my stress levels. Any tips on this would be much appreciated!
But anyways, the long and the short of it is that I have this virus called citomegalovirus or CMV. In fact, more than half the population have it according to Google! But it doesnt really affect most people. However if your immune system is weakened, because it just is or because of stress or because of getting upset, then it will just keep coming back and keep coming back and could potentially affect other things too.
So with that in mind, I was advised to get them taken out. Initially I was quite teary about the prospect. Never had an operation before, let alone managing something like that when everyone will be speaking in Spanish and not being able to have Noly in with me because of COVID. But as time came round I got used to the idea and actually just wanted to go for it. I’m fed up of having sore throats constantly and it’s not like I can avoid talking because of my job! And i like singing in band at church which I haven’t been able to do for ages. Plus having a sore throat is just another thing on top of all the things that I’ve been trying to deal with and get thru (living abroad, COVID, uncertainty for future plans for me and Noly getting married, when I’ll see my family etc), so I was keen to take this one off my plate.
So anyways, the surgery went well! It was a little surreal to begin with-the first doctor came in to hook me up to the drip which was probably the worst part tbh and asked me what music I wanted to listen to, so on came Ed Sheeran! Very surreal, lying in the surgery room pre-operation listening to Shape of You! Then a while later the next doctor comes in and says in a very Argentinian accent “guuut morneeng”, as obviously word had reached her that there was an English speaking lass in! So we were having a little chat and ended up giving her my number as she wants to have English classes with a native, which was not especially a situation I had imagined I would be able to promote myself as an English teacher but there you have it! Then when it came to the general anaesthetic I didn’t even realise that’s what they were doing! So I breathed in the air mask thing for a second and next thing I knew they were asking me to move on to the other bed. Twas all a bit tricky because was feeling very groggy, dizzy and weak.
Then from there they wheeled me off to the recuperation room and slowly I started waking up a bit more and feeling better. They got me my phone so I could text Nolz and my family, to their astonishment! And they sorted me out with some ice cream, yoghurt and water 😋
Then after a coupla hours I was free to go and now I’m just resting at the Matus’ house. My food count thus far is three lots of ice cream, six lots of jellies and two yoghurts aha.
For the next coupla days, at least up until the weekend, I’ll be recovering, apparently. The first three days are the worst and then I’ll slowly start feeling better, and because I’m an adult its likely to hurt more. But I’m seriously super grateful to God that I’ve had the operation and that actually I’m not feeling too awful as it is at the moment just a fairly sore throat, tired and a little groggy, but not horrendous. Hoping it won’t hit me too hard but we’ve started off well, no side effects as of yet.
So, there ya have it! Ya gal Nadz was super brave and had an operation abroad 💪🏻 I’m not really sure what photo to end on-the doctor sent us a picture of the tonsils afterwards so we could see (super gross!) but probably shouldn’t inflict that on you! She did say that it’s really good that we took them out since they were literally falling apart 😬
Ya know what, I’ll give you a completely unrelated photo. Just for the lols and you best be grateful I’m not showing you my dodgy tonsils!! Over and out xxox
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