Yesterday was a tough day for me. Not only did it hurt swallowing but my ears were hurting and the scabs in my throat made me cough. I nearly gagged taking the liquid children’s Tylenol. I think the pain isn’t as bad this morning, in fact I decided not to take Tylenol until I absolutely need it.
I still have discomfort when I swallow but it feels like a “regular” sore throat now. My ears hurt like I have an ear infection, but that’s about it. I still can’t open my mouth very wide to see what my throat looks like. The last time I looked, my throat on the left and right sides were covered with a white layer of scab—I guess that’s a good sign. I haven’t had any bleeding, but I heard that eventually the scabs will peel off—hopefully I won’t bleed then.
I guess I am amazed at my recovery so far. I’ve read other people’s accounts of their tonsillectomy and it’s pretty scary. I know there were lots of people praying for me and I think that’s the reason why I am healing so quickly. It’s been only three days, and supposedly the worst pain is between days 5-10 so I am hoping that it will be different for me—that the pain will not be as bad.
I’ve been thinking about Job a lot. In Job 2:8 it says, “Then Job took a piece of broken pottery and scraped himself with it as he sat among the ashes.” I felt like that yesterday—just wanting to feel better but couldn’t—I felt like crying because of the pain I was feeling.
I know that it was good for me to have my tonsils removed, but I keep wondering “why now?” I know everything happens according to God’s timing, but I still don’t know why I had to have them removed now; although this past week was an ideal time since my schedule is so light—maybe that’s why?
All I know is that I am not alone. God is helping me through this. I know that it was only a tonsillectomy, but the pain can be excruciating and I think this is the closest I have ever felt like “suffering.” I am praying for God’s peace and comfort for those who suffer on a continual basis.