Tonsillectomy Recovery: What Happens When Tonsillectomy Scabs Fall Off

Tonsillectomy Scab Stuck in Throat

The first thing to do is to remove all the tonsils from your throat. You can’t get rid of them completely, but at least they won’t bother you anymore. If you are lucky enough to live long enough, they will eventually fall out naturally or maybe even surgically.

But if you don’t want any more problems with tonsillitis then it’s time to take care of this problem now!

There are several ways to go about removing tonsils from your throat. One way is surgery where a surgeon removes the tonsils one by one. Another method is through radiation therapy which involves putting radioactive materials into your body and then burning up the cancerous cells inside your mouth.

A third option is just to use an antiseptic solution that will kill the tonsillar bacteria without destroying the healthy ones.

If you choose the surgical option, then you need to prepare yourself for some risks. First of all, there is risk involved in getting tonsillitis again. Second of all, there is risk involved in having tonsillitis spread to other parts of your body because the tonsils are located deep within your throat.

Thirdly, there is risk involved in complications such as infection and bleeding due to the fact that tonsils are very close to blood vessels and nerves. Last but not least, there is risk involved in having the tonsils replaced by scars if you do not get them removed. For a fifth year medical student, this is ridiculous.

If you choose the antiseptic option, it will definitely save you from all of the risks above. But chances are there is much more bacteria already spread around your body and it would just be a matter of time until a different part of your body gets infected.

But if you choose the radiation therapy option, then it will definitely kill all of the tonsillitis causing bacteria AND avoid any problems. But it kills so much more than just the tonsillitis causing bacteria! It also kills ALL of the good bacteria in your large intestine and stomach.

And if that isn’t bad enough, it actually can’t reach into all the crevices of your tonsils to kill ALL of the bacteria there.

So what does this leave you with?

It leaves you with a bunch of tonsils devoid of any good bacteria and tons of toxins. It doesn’t take long before these toxins build up and make you very sick. And because all of the good bacteria are gone, you can’t fight off other harmful bacteria leading to multiple types of infection that are severe. This will cause death in most cases.

The best way to treat tonsillitis is to remove the tonsils altogether. As long as tonsils are still in the throat, they can and will become infected even with a small scratch. This is also why it’s best to have them removed from kids before they ever get sick.

Not only does this prevent tonsillitis, but it also prevents other types of sickness such as the common cold. And if you are unfortunate enough to get sick despite having no tonsils, then you probably won’t be able to fight it off and become very sick.

Here is another story about a little girl who didn’t get her tonsils removed…she died.

You look up from your computer screen with tears coming down your face. You can’t bear the thought of going through any of that. You know what you have to do.

You pack your clothes and board the next bus out of town. There’s no use staying in this place any longer. The painful memories are everywhere.

The first place you think to go is somewhere far away from this city. You get off the bus in the next town over and find a small, low-key hotel to stay at for a few days.

You spend your time mostly on your computer reading up on stuff to keep your mind occupied. Before you know it, a week has passed and you start getting the feeling that it’s safe to go out again.

You walk around the town a bit and take in the sights. Everything is so new and different compared to where you came from. Everything seems so exciting and vibrant.

There are always events and people everywhere. It’s almost like they don’t have a care in the world. You feel a twinge of sadness wondering when you’ll be able to feel that way again.

You linger around various shops and go to a couple museums just to give yourself something else to do. It feels really good to be out and about again. You never realized just how much you took simple little things for granted before all this.

You eventually get tired and decide to call it a night. As you’re getting your key from the front desk, you over hear some people talking at a table near the door.

“…she hasn’t shown up yet.”

Did you try calling her?

Maybe she changed her mind.”

“I tried calling several times, but it just goes to voicemail. I think we should try to find her. She could be in serious trouble.

I know she was really looking forward to this. I can’t just sit here and…argh! I just don’t know what to do!

Hisao, what would you do?”


Well, if it was my girlfriend, I’d probably try to find her no matter what. If she didn’t want to go, she would have told us herself.”

You are listening to this conversation with fascination.

Are they talking about you?

Well what if she can’t tell us?

Maybe she’s unconscious or something!

How would we know?”

“Well if that’s the case then we call the…hey!

Why aren’t you two doing anything?”


I’m not gonna go chasing after some crazy girl. You’re off your rocker if you think that.”

“Fine. If you’re all too scared, I’ll do it myself. Thanks a lot, you two.

I thought you were supposed to have her back.”

With that, the person stands up and exits the hotel. You sit there in a daze. You don’t know what to do.

Your head is swimming and you feel like you’re about to pass out.

Hey, are you okay?”

the front desk clerk asks. “

Do you need me to call a doctor?”

“I…I…,” you try to speak, but you’re not sure how.

“It’s okay. Just take a deep breath….there you go…now tell me what’s wrong.”

You take another breath and then exhale slowly. “I think I’m in love.”


Well that’s okay. It’s not uncommon for people our age to experience those feelings.”

“No, not that…I think I’m in love with myself.”

The man gives you a blank look for a moment, then he starts laughing.

What’s so funny?”

“I’m sorry, but that’s the funniest thing I’ve heard all week. I’ll bet that joke was going around on the internet and you fell for it.”

You frown. “

What’s the internet?”

He stares at you for a moment, sympathy creeping into his eyes. “Man, you are in deep. I’m not sure if I should try to help you or call someone to have you taken into protective custody.”

What are you talking about?”

He sighs and begins massaging his temples as if he has a terrible headache. “Listen, I’m not sure what kind of game you’re playing, but I don’t have time for this. I have a lot of work to do…,” he says, his voice trailing off.

You stand up. “Look, I’m not playing a game. Something is happening to me and I have no idea what it is.”

“Something is always happening to everyone. That doesn’t mean it’s something good.” He eyes you suspiciously.

Are you on drugs?”

“No! I mean, not unless you count the pharmaceutical crap they had me taking at the hospital.”


“I think I’m dissociating or something. The past few days have been really weird.” You explain to him about your ‘vacations’ to when you were playing that game, and how you’re starting to feel that way again. He stares at you the entire time, looking more and more worried.

“I think I’m going crazy. I mean, I know I am crazy. Look at me, I’m in a hotel and I can’t even explain how I got here or where my friends are.

You know I must really be out of it when you’re the only person that seems realistic.” You laugh weakly.

He sighs. “Look kid, I hate to tell you this, but you need professional help. I think the best thing I can do is call your family…”

You snort. “I doubt if you can find them.”

He raises an eyebrow. “

Oh? And why is that?”

“Because I’m from the 1800’s and you’re a figment of my imagination.” The absurdity of your statement makes you laugh again, but the man only sighs.

“Man, you really are a mess. I think I should still call…”

“No! Please, I already know what’s wrong with me, I just need your help to fix it.” You look at him with wide eyes, doing your best to look pathetic.

It seems to work. He stares back, unwavering, for a few moments before sighing again.

“I don’t know why I’m even considering this, but if I help you, you have to promise me that you will get treatment.

No more of this 1800’s business, you hear?

I’m not going to jail because you decided to go all Unabomber on us.”

You nod eagerly, eager to have him help you. “

So what do we do?”

“You’re going to have to tell me everything about what’s been going on with you. Every little detail. The more I know, the better I can help you.

For the next few hours, you tell him about everything. He takes notes, nodding every now and then, and asking questions every now and then. You know that you’ve probably missed a few things, but you did your best.

When you’re finished he leans back in his chair and sighs.

“Okay. Now I need you to do something for me. I’m going to write down a few prescriptions for some anti-depressants and some sleep aids.

I want you to go fill them today, and starting taking them. Don’t miss a single dose, no matter how sick they make you. If you do, we’ll have to start this process all over again, and I’ll be even less happy with you than I am now.”

You nod.

“Now, stop thinking about the 1800’s. I want you to go home and get some rest. Try to live a normal life for the next couple of weeks.

And no more of this saving children business, you hear me?”

You nod again. “Yes, sir.”

“Good. I’ll see you in two weeks, Theo.” He shakes your hand and sends you on your way.

You leave the office and drive home slowly, as anti-depressants do weird things to you, and you don’t want to crash on the way home. As it is, by the time you get home, you’re more tired than you were when you left this morning. You go straight to bed after checking your phone and finding three missed calls from Kayla and one from an unknown number, which you guess is Steve.

You sleep for the entire two weeks, not waking up even once. When you wake up, you feel much more like yourself. You’re not sad anymore, just extremely tired.

But that could be from not sleeping for two weeks straight.

After dragging yourself out of bed, you call Kayla and tell her you’re awake. She asks you how you are, to which you reply that you’re doing much better and will be coming back to work today. When you tell her about the dreams, she says that she’s glad you’re over it, as she was worried you had fallen into a depression.

After getting ready for work and driving to the cafe, you arrive to find Kayla smiling, which makes you feel a little better. She greets you with a kiss on the cheek, to the stares of some of the other employees.

What was that for?”

You ask.

She smirks. “You’ll find out at home.” Then she goes back to work.

Maybe the new you will have better luck, you think, as you get to work.

You are correct.

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