Tonsils ?

I've still got mine and have been deeply saddened to not be able to look at them in a jar like some of the other kids. :(
 
At age 48 was diagnosed with sleep apnea. I couldn't stand the C-PAP so opted for UPP surgery. Tonsils, adenoids, and uvula along with excess throat tissue, some soft palate and some tongue removed.

The morning after surgery they brought breakfast before I was released. Scrambled eggs AND crispy bacon and toast. I was able to swallow a little of the eggs but that was it. Two weeks later was able to eat, but still quite raw and sore. Without thinking grabbed a hot pepper and bit into it!

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I still have mine at age 62. And of the 5 kids in my family, only my younger brother Tom had his removed. As far as I know my sister and other 2 brothers still have theirs too.
 
Had them removed about 1953-54, when I was about 5 or 6. Only thing I really remember about the whole deal was when the Nurse came around to take my temp. It was lay on your stomach and spread your cheeks time.
 
Age 7 in 1957. The ice cream was good, but the best part was Dad gave me a pocket knife to make up for the surgery. Don't have the knife, but I do have the scars on my fingers it left me.
 
I have mine, but I'm a young buck. Born in 85. I remember my sister getting hers taken out though, some time in the early 90's. I was very jealous of all the ice cream and popsicles she was getting, as well as all the attention from mom & dad.

Reading this thread makes me regret my jealousy.
 
I was out of the service and was about twenty four. Mine were taken out at the VA hospital when it was at Will Rogers Field. Did not get enough deadening and I felt every cut. I stayed one night, went to bed the next night and felt the blood running down throat. My wife didn't drive so a neighbor took me back to the hospital(about a 12-15 mile drive).

The one doctor that was there didn't have a key to unlock a metal cabinet where the gauze and forceps were. He finally bent the door enough to reach the stuff he needed. He got the bleeding stopped and kept me overnight and wanted to give me blood but the people that did that weren't around at night. The next day they decided that I didn't need it and sent me home. Tonsils should come out when you are young and at a place with a good doctor.
 
Six years old in 1949. Tonsils and Adenoids both. In those days, if they didn't know what a body part was for, they removed it. I remember the Ether mask, and the hangover the Ether caused. My worst one ever, and I was only six! Ice cream, yea, right, stuff was only moving in one direction, and it wasn't down!

Best,
Rick
 
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This was my most memorable surgery. 1962 I was 14 and my youngest sister was 4, we had a bad year and the decision was made to remove both our tonsils. So off the the hospital we went, my sister had surgery first that day and I was laying on a gurney in the hall when they rolled her out of the operating room. Looked like she had a black rubber cork sticking in her mouth with her tongue hanging out and blood all over her face.:eek: This cause me to rethink the whole idea but some force and the ether go the best of me. I don't think i woke up until the next day. My sister was already running the halls of the hospital, I could not even get ice cream down, hurt to much. I think we stayed 2 nights and went home the next day I still could not swallow but I remember my sister eating potato chips.
 
Don't remember much about it in the late 50's early 60's except as posted before the gauze mask with ether. Ice cream, yeah right.....

The only difference between a oral and a rectal thermometer is taste! LMAO.....
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While at Paris Island in the mid 90's about a month I'm at bootcamp I started getting a sore throat. 3 days later my tonsils were so swollen I couldn't eat or breath through my mouth. I couldn't talk either all I could do was point to my throat to let the DI know something was wrong. I knew it wasn't good when the color drained from his face. 3 hours later I'm at Charleston Navy hospital. Tonsils were sliced open and the vacuum like the dentists use was used to suck all the pus out. I did get to use the phone and watch TV though. Next day I was sent back to my platoon. Almost got kicked back to the beginning of boot camp.

Fast forward to when I'm 29 and kept getting sore throats and tonsilloliths AKA tonsil turds. Worst tasting and smelling things you can have in your throat. Also had bad sleep apnea and migraines also. After the doc removed my tonsils adenoids and uvula no more sore throats, smelly things in my throat. And best of all no more apnea or migraines. However it hurt like the devil for about two weeks. I'm glad I had it done but I wouldn't want to do it again.
Also without a uvula it's a little tricky to drink out of a water fountain. Water wants to run up my sinuses instead of down the throat.
 
21 YO in college. Went into ER with a high fever and a bit of internal bleeding. Hospitalized and full exam. Upon the exam and ENT specialist visited me. Told me I had chronically infected tonsils and asked of they bothered me. Told him they don't hurt but it sure makes it difficult to swallow even an aspirin. He said "Well I would guess they are almost touching" They removed them the next day. Never did figure out what the bleeding was about but it went away the day after I was in the hospital. The tonsillectomy after effects was brutal. for days the pain was intolerable with the throat and ear aches. Had so much narcotics I was sick to my stomach. Both my sons had theirs out at a very early age due to tonsillitis all the time. For both of them 2 days after and they ran around wrestling and wrecking the house like normal as if nothing ever happened.
 
Mine left me in the mid 1940's, but I don't remember it very well so I was probably around 4 or 5. I dimly recall something about ice cream.....
 
I remember that day. I was 4 years old, and it was the day President Kennedy was assassinated. I distinctly remember getting a lot of ice cream to eat, afterwards, and all the nurses standing around us kids in the ward watching the TV on the wall covering the story, and all of them crying. One of my earliest memories.

Larry
 
I was 11 when mine were taken out .. had no trouble with the operation ..

My Dad had his out at 18 and one side grew back by the time he was 35 ..
 
I still have the parts I was born with. I did have surgery to repair one that you cannot live without.....
Does that mean no teeth.[emoji1]

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