After six decades I got my ice cream

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Before I got my tonsils out my Mom prepared me by reading a children's book about another little boy who was my age and who was also getting the procedure. The best part was that even though I would have to stay the night at the hospital, I, like the little boy in the story, would get ice cream! Well, I got the procedure but the hospital did not give me ice cream. That was 60 years ago and the disappointment of my dashed little boy dreams of ice cream remained with me ever since — until yesterday.

Yesterday I returned from the hospital with a stent and a bionic aortic valve. My adult children were in, and when they asked what they could get for me there was, of course, only one thing to say.


It was cold, creamy and delicious. Definately worth the 60 year wait. I feel Blessed.
 
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After procedure at age 4 I woke up in the hospital in a crib with a net over the top. Couldn't get out. That was not fun. But I got the ice cream and more when I got home ! Glad you finally got yours !!
 
According to my more recent doctors, they either removed them too early and they started to grow back, or they flat out botched the job. One said, "There's not enough tonsil to function, but more than enough to get tonsillitis." That particular hospital had a dreadful infant mortality rate in the 50s and 60s, so maybe the whole facility was risky.
 
when my tonsils were removed I was told I would get ice cream as were most of you. Post surgery I was given a bowl of warm canned pears! I puked blood all over the place!:mad::mad: So count your blessings.:rolleyes:

For some reason I didn't understand then, since I was probably 4 years old, I was in three separate hospitals before the surgery was finally done. My baby sister was sick with Cystic Fibrosis and died about the same time, so possibly that had something to do with it!
 
My daughter had her tonsils out at the age of 5 or 6. We told her that she would get ice cream afterwards. When she got back from recovery, they did bring her some ice cream. After taking her first bite, she started crying. We asked her what was wrong. With big crocodile tears in her eyes she looked up and said, "You didn't tell me my throat would hurt!". I've always remembered that.
 

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