But then I had my tonsils out

Connor is getting over his cold now that he has given it to Jorma, (for those of you that don't know, the secret to getting rid of a cold is to give it to someone else) and I am not sick yet. I'm hoping that I will get to avoid it completely, but today Connor stuck a snot covered hand into my mouth while I was holding him and not paying attention. So, I might be next. I used to get sick all of the time. I mean ALL of the time. I could talk to someone on the phone that had the flu and get it the next day.
But then I had my tonsils out. What a painful experience that was. I was completely miserable for about 4 weeks. But in the end. I think it was worth it. Since I've had my tonsils out, I've been sick three times. Which isn't too bad considering that I had them out three years ago. I was excited about my tonsils being out because I thought that I might get to go on the ice cream diet for two weeks. The bad part is, that you feel so crappy you don't even want ice cream. I lived on Ensure and Jello. I lost 14 lbs in two weeks.
I went back to the dr because I wasn't feeling well after two weeks and he tried to give me five dollars to buy a cheeseburger on the way home, because he said that the reason I wasn't getting well was because I wasn't eating. He said he felt that if he gave me five bucks that I would feel obligated to do it and would eat a cheeseburger on the way home. Something about eating big food, helps the tonsils heal, knocks off the scabs, (sorry, but you're the one that kept reading) and forces the muscles to get back into shape. I didn't take his five bucks, but I did stop at Chic-Fil-A and then locked myself in a room at mom's house so I could eat and cry at the same time, without feeling weird about it. The Dr. had said, that I should lock myself in a room alone because it was going to hurt like hell when I ate. He wasn't kidding. It did. But when I could swallow ice cream without pain again. It was the best ice cream I had ever had.