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!