After six decades I got my ice cream

Still have my tonsils. When my parents asked the pediatrician about taking them out about the time all of my friends were having theirs taken out, he said something on the order of, "We may not know what they do, but God put them there for a reason, and I do not recommend taking them out unless you have to."
 
I had my tonsils removed at Wyoming Medical Center in Cincinnati. They used what looked like a kitchen strainer with cotton in it, and dripped ether on it to put me out. I went home the same day, looking forward to TV and ice cream.

I got my ice cream, and TV. It really sucked for a little kid to watch TV the same day Kennedy got shot. Needless to say that was all that was on all day.
 
60 years ago, I got… jello. :rolleyes:

Me, too. I had mine out when I was 10. I was promised ice cream, and I got ice cream, but its frozen coldness set off the pain sensors in my throat, and I couldn't eat it. So I got jello instead.:mad:

Fortunately, I got compensatory rations of ice cream after my throat healed. As a bonus, I also got fewer sore throats and colds.
 
Had my tonsils removed in the first grade. Got the old, "You can eat all the ice cream you want," spill too. Liars! Couldn't swallow a single spoonful. But they did give me my tonsils in a little jar of formaldehyde. I took it to school and charged 25 cents (lunch money back then) to see them. Made a killing. Ain't capitalism grand?
 
I was 8 or so when I had mine out. Woke up with dry mouth and asked for water but they gave me ice chips. Never got any ice cream. They asked me if I wanted anything to help me sleep durning my over night stay. Then woke me up twice to give me another dose of the sleeping meds. Never understood their thinking.
 
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.

Similar thing happened to me. I had to get mine out twice as well. Until now I never heard of it happening to anyone else.
 
Mine came out in the office of a rural doctor. I was probably four. I recall the mask he put on me to put me out. I only got tapioca pudding.
 
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