When you think of Summer, what’s the first thing that comes to mind? Probably not a tonsillectomy, I assume. Well, in my case, that’s pretty much what I have to look forward to over the next two months! Honestly, I’m excited but just a little nervous since I don’t have the exact date of the surgery just yet.

My appointment with the ear/nose/throat specialist went very well this morning. First of all, the overall vibe of the hospital was so much more relaxing and professional than the clinic I’ve been going to. It was evident that the nurses and receptionists all had a handle on what they were doing so I felt like I was in good hands. Secondly, speaking of the nurses, they were so cheerful and very nice! If anything, they really set the tone for the whole place. And third of all, the specialist I spoke with knew my whole history with tonsillitis, meaning that I didn’t even have to go through the whole spiel to get her up to speed. Having a doctor or a specialist who understands what you’re going through and doesn’t try to diminish your frustrations or pain makes all the difference, folks. I went into my appointment with lowered expectations, assuming that I wouldn’t get an appointment set up for a tonsillectomy for at least a year. I was caught off-guard when the specialist said I am a perfect candidate for a tonsillectomy and then began discussing the finer details and working with me to find a suitable window for the surgery.

As much as I’m looking forward to being rid of my tonsils, I know the recovery period for a tonsillectomy is no joke. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t worried about the pain or swelling, but I do feel like I will be able to manage it. It looks like I’ll be having the surgery between mid-July and mid-August, depending on the availability of the surgeon. My specialist is looking to book me in around the week of July 12th, otherwise we’ll wait until mid-August since she will be out of town at the beginning of the month and wants to make sure she is available during my recovery period. I’ve already talked with my husband about having him take the day off of work to go with me for the tonsillectomy, and even my mom said that she would happily fly over from America to help look after me. All I know is that I’m going to need to begin stocking up on ice pops like MAD!