Happy New Year to you all! I'm back, tonsil-less and ready to go! Well, ish.
Ok, maybe that was a bit overzealous. But I am back, nonetheless and determined to have myself put back ont eh list of 'Reader Bloggers'. Attention seeker? Moi?!
Anyway, having my tonsils out was the most painful thing I have ever been through. I don't mean to whinge (and far be it from me to complain!) but I consider myself to have a high pain threshold and when three types of painkiller (one of them morphine) fail to ease your discomfort, there has to be something wrong!
I also pictured myself bounding around like Tigger on hot bricks about 5 days after surgery. This is also not the case! I find myself in the most irritating of limbo-type situations, whereby I feel like I should be doing things but every part of me is resenting it. I went to the pub on New Years Eve for an hour and I was so tired I had to come home! Apparently it will be 6 weeks before I am 'healed'. Frustrating.
Perhaps the festive season wasn't the optimum time to have surgery, but I'm proud of myself for doing it (you won't believe how scared I was). I'm mildly dissapointed, however, that I didn't get my tonsils handed to me, ceremoniously, in a jar. I was planning on hiding them in the room/desk area of whoever annoys me at home/work...not a nice thing to do, but I laughed. Actually, I didn't laugh because I couldn't. I also couldn't eat, sneeze, blow my nose or cry about not being able to do any of those things. That is the most annoying thing, when you can't even show off about pain because showing off is painful! Rubbish.
However, things can only improve and it's a brand new year!
Resolutions to follow...watch this space.