So today I had my tonsils removed. My biggest accomplishment before the surgery was convincing the person giving me the IV to place it in my arm instead of my hand so that I don’t get a scar. Also, I would much rather stare at a large bruise on my inner elbow than on my hand. Hand bruises are gross.
My most embarrassing moment was accidentally flashing my boobs at my grandmother while trying to get dressed after the surgery in a discrete manner. She probably didn’t mind, but post-op Molly was embarrassed.
So far, I’m feeling okay. Honestly feeling better than the first couple days I had mono, but from what my wonderful ENT doctor says, the real pain doesn’t start until the scabs start growing and then following out around days 4-7. Ugh.
On the bright side, I feel so lucky to have such an amazing and caring family. Several of them called today, and my aunt and uncle brought me over a several day supply of milkshakes. My mom took the entire days off today and tomorrow, and my grandmother went with me to the surgery.
Also, my incredible boyfriend came to visit me right after work today ad stayed with me for for several hours, even though I was practically falling asleep on his shoulder the whole time.
I am amazingly blessed to be surrounded by such caring and thoughtful people.