I Am Bismark

ok, so, i need to get this story down for historical value.

i got sick on christmas. at least sort of. my tonsils starting getting sore. aside from that, i felt fine. just sore tonsils. so i let it slide and played with my friends over break anyway. it was good. but they were still sore as i got on the airplane to fly to san francisco. but i figured i would have a nice day of sleeping on the plane and a few days of rest in the warmth for me to fully recover. i had even bought the $30 seat upgrade for the airplane so i could be comfortable. well, i had the pleasure of sitting next to a very large man. i am sure he is a great person, but he took up about 1/3 of my seat in addition to his own. so, i had to lean out into the aisle. which meant that every time i started dozing off, someone would run into my shoulder. so much for getting rest on the plane. in fact, i felt terrible by the time i made it to my grandparents. that evening i couldn’t sleep i was in so much pain. the next day was spent lying in bed and going to the doctors instead of buying a car like i had wanted to. i got a prescription, and by the time i got to the drug store i was pretty delirious with pain. they put me through some run around with not being able to put the medication on my insurance, blah blah and lets just say i was not happy nor all with it. finally got my medicine and felt about 100x better after an hour of slamming my tonsils with anti-biotics. i felt good enough to go out and buy a car the next day and take care of everything, but my tonsils stayed really swollen. when your tonsils get that big, its hard to swallow, so stuff kept going up into my nose. i would need a tissue every time i drunk a glass of water because so much would come out my nose. and i sounded like i had the weirdest voice in the world. it kind of sucked even though i wasn’t in the all the pain i had been in before.

then comes sunday morning. i woke up still feeling a bit nasty, which was making me nervous since work started the next day. grandma had me stay in bed instead of going to church, so i slept a few more hours. when i woke up, i felt a little better. by now, my left tonsil had shrunk, but the right one was still very large. my mom called, and as i was talking to her i started tasting something weird in the back of my mouth. if you are queasy, skip to the next paragraph. i told my mom i thought my tonsil might be leaking, so she told me to go gargle some salt water and hopefully clear it out. so i did just that. and i started spitting out some of the craziest gunk ever. it was a mix of blood, pus, and mucus. big green globs surrounded by yellow and red spit. all of this coming out of my tonsil. i gargled salt water and spit that junk out for around 20 or some minutes.

when i was done, my tonsil was almost completely shrunk down to normal size, and i was in absolutely no pain. i no longer felt feverish or anything. it was quite a relief. so, that is the story of my christmas break sickness.