Alive... It's Alive!!

(give... my creation... life!!!)

And I made it!
I have now joined the tonsili-less community. As a friend said, "Come on Mat... you know you want to... all the cool kids are doing it." This friend is the voice of Satan... but as I have a number of friends who are the voice of Satan, I went for it.
The procedure was more intense than you'd think, as I am now on day 10 and still feeling the effects. I've got about 90% of my voice and 60% of my solid food capacity, and my body is getting used to having things other than popsicles, ice cream, and pudding. The sizzling steak fajitias? Not a good idea.
But I am so happy to be back and getting healthier, instead of getting sicker. I absolutely detest the idea of getting the reputation of someone who is sick all the time - and all the major illness I've undergone since last January will now be behind me. No more tonsilitis - or at least, I won't be around my tonsils when it gets them. Excellent!
Time to catch up. I already got to have a great sit-down conversation with my roomates, which was a blast, and I cooked my specialty - pasta, sauce, and spinach leaves - for DW and I tonight, and it was a hit. I've got about 30 pounds to get back, so we're going out for some chewy chips ahoy. Oh, how I have missed solid food...

Next is to catch up with other friends. I got to hang out with Liam and Justin just before the operation, which was wonderful. Phone conversations with Margaret and Martin have been equally great, and a Luke-driven showing of Advent Children is in the works. I am delirious about the potential of that.

I guess the best part of this whole thing was the time I spent at home, as I got to hang out with my little bro and two little sisters a ton. I played Warcraft III (a great addiction) and Ping Pong Soccer with Mike; I got to hang out and talk shop with Groo; and I got to see Rosie for the first time home from college. I think she's handling it very well, a fact that makes me (I am surprised to find) proud.

If only my Penguins were doing as well.

No matter. We're on the upswing and getting healthier. Time to get some weight, talk to friends and live again!

On Chewy Chips Ahoy.

And There They Go

(the time is now)

Okay, here's the story - I have spent two weeks recovering to pass a second blood test (I failed the first one) in time to meet the requirements for a tonsillectomy. 7:30 AM, tomorrow morning. 6 hour hospital stay - 10-14 day recovery period. Unbelievable... but finally, finally necessary.
It's like the Final Solution. For my throat.
I hate these short entries. I want to talk about fun stories, grandiose thoughts, and little intricacies. But one must survive before one can live - and these tonsils have messed with both my life and my survival for too long. Yes, I will be going through a painful procedure with a long recovery period for an adult. Yes, I will be missing Thanksgiving dinner - the holiday most oriented to just eating - as family and friends wolf down turkey and corn like its going out of style. Yes, I will be on short-term disability from work and out of touch with the world for two weeks.
But they've got to go.
Tomorrow's the big day. Catch everyone on the flip side.

Off With His Head

(or, barring that, his tonsils)

They're coming out.
Still can't talk, can barely eat solid foods, but they're coming out all right. Nov. 18 is the day of the surgery. The poor blog is going to be sparse, I fear, in between. I'm sneaking in some words now. I'm going to try and get healthy as I can (I'm currently fighting the infection with heavy meds) so that I can help out in all my PSL playoffs this coming week... and also most of my healthy time will go towards TFOR (which is kind of cool!).
After that... GLOMPH.
Hey, I don't know what a tonsil getting taken out sounds like. Neither will I, since I'll (hopefully) be unconscious.
Off to go now. Gotta try to eat!

Run Away

(run away, run away, run away)

Oh man.
The tonsils are inflammed again.

The right one, actually. But it's enough to send me into a tailspin. The alternating chills and fever, the inability to swallow without shooting pain, the loss of appetite, the throwing up, the loss of speech, it's all here.
Went straight to the doctor as soon as I started feeling the symptoms. Got on Augmentum, and hopefully that will kill it. If not, it's onto the Clindamyacin. And if that doesn't kill it - tonsillectomy.
Right during all my PSL playoffs. GAH!

Health is more important now, as if effects my job.
Gotta cut this short. I gotta get healthy.