Personal Narrative: My Tonsl Surgery

I woke up startled and didn’t know where I was. I had an IV in my arm and my parents were staring at me. The doctor came in

The next four days in the hospital allowed me to regain myself, and I remember my mother and father visiting me filled with

Although, i went to the hospital. I had to go under the x-ray that i had to go through again because i kept moving. My mother was very angry at me for not telling her. She was just glad that i was okay. And to tell if something bad happen

A really bubbly nurse who thought she was cute wheeled me down to the operating

Sitting in the waiting room at the doctor’s office, 7-year-old me swung my feet back and forth under the generic, time-worn furniture and anxiously wrung my sweaty palms. I’d been to the doctor’s before, but with each returning yearly visit the dread that sunk to the bottom of my gut never shrunk. “Jillianne Carrasco?” The nurse called. My stomach turned. I began to shoot my mother a pleading look, but she wasted no time in grabbing my hand and leading me to the smiling nurse waiting at the door, and we both followed her through the pasty white halls to a customary exam room. The nurse closed the door behind us and asked me to take a seat on the crinkly tissue paper cot. She smiled warmly, likely taking note of my nervous breathing and shaky hands.

My whole family goes on our annually family camping trip to Island Park. When we got to the camping spot my mom talked to my grandma about how I was losing weight, drinking a great amount of water, and was continuously tired. My mom and grandma watched me for a couple days. I was not feeling well so my mom took me to my aunt Rita’s camper. When I got there she gave me a frozen yogurt, and a dry peanut butter jelly

As I’m wheeled through the silver doors into the sterile white operating room, I begin to panic. This is my first surgery, and I feel as if I am in a living nightmare. Before I can even think about it, the nurses guide me onto the skinny white operating room bed. A few seconds later, the blue-green anesthesia mask is put on my face, and I feel like I am going underwater with my eyes closed. Then everything around me goes completely black.

I just went in for a cleaning, all I wanted was for my dentist to check for any cavities and tell me everything was in perfect condition. I don’t understand how I managed to wake up in the middle of a siege. The last thing I remember was Dr. Goldstein saying to me “Well Andre, it looks like you have a few cavities, I’m going to use some anaesthesia, just in case you don't respond to the pain medication again. Is that alright?” I did feel unsure about his decision, I couldn't understand why I would need anaesthesia during a cleaning, but I let him do his job. Dizziness soon followed, before I woke up in a gloomy room with the door barricaded. The only light in the room was coming from a TV showing the news. As I got off the dental chair, I asked Mr Goldstein “What happened here? Why is the door barricaded with furniture?”

The issue with Tonsillitis and the removal of my tonsils have been a very frustrating and elongating issue for me until I really stepped away and looked at it from a different viewpoint. Being that I am always wanting to be in control and also hate not being able to have the ability to do things without interruption, this problem raised many conflicts with these things. I found myself being mad, upset, and even depressed about it because I could not control what was happening. I had to rely on doctors and medication, and I did not know how to truly process that. Also the recovery process and having to go in for another procedure to remove the skin tissue from the original surgery also motivated a lot of negative responses. But, during my

Tonsils are there to help fight off infections by destroying harmful bacteria. When fighting off an infection, the tonsils become inflamed known as tonsillitis. This may be associated with fever, sore throat, painful swallowing, and swelling of the lymph nodes on the neck. When a person first arrives to have this procedure, an IV will be started that had pain medication and sedative mediation in it. General anesthesia will put a person to sleep during while the surgery is being performed. A breathing tube will also be temporally inserted to help the patient with breathing during the surgery. During the procedure, a special tool is used to hold the mouth open and the tongue down (Nucleus Health). This allows for the surgeon to have a full view of the tonsils. Next, tonsil forceps are used to grasp each tonsil as the tonsils are cut away from the surrounding tissue. The tonsils are removed with a snare, a medical tool, and then the bleeding will be stopped with clamps and ties or by an electrocautery. This procedure generally takes an hour to complete. This area can heal naturally without stitches, and it generally takes ten days. After the surgery, the patient will be put in a recovery room while the anesthesia wears off (Nucleus Health). The patient also normally goes home the same day as this is an outpatient

This is due to the fact that the muscles must be paralyzed so the patient does not move around during the procedure. Fentanyl, Diazepam, and Propofol were administered to put CB to sleep, paralyze her muscles, and provide relaxation and memory loss of the procedure (Deglin). Potential post-operative complications from this procedure include malignant hypertension, hypoventilation, and nausea.

When I was twelve years old, I obtained my first surgery. I recall feeling frightened yet overwhelmed with the idea of receiving surgery not to mention the risks. My supportive mother was glued to me through the challenging period. Looking back, shoes were squeaking against a polished white floor as individuals with blue scrubs were rushing to ill humans. Beeping machines following the creaky noise when doors open and close. A mixed odor of chemicals, medicine, and sanitizer to prevent viruses from diffusion. An extreme amount of pain on the left portion of my stomach placed me in between life and death.

In my life I have been trough many difficulties, one of the difficult times in my life was my educational past. My educational history has been a bumpy road from elementary to college. When I was younger, I went to a psychiatrist, and I was informed with a learning disability called A.D.D (which is attention deficit disorder) it is the common condition that affects children although, it is more common in adults. Because of my disability, it has been hard to keep up in a big classroom filled with 30 students. It was hard for me to focus with all the distractions that came along with a large classroom. It is a common issue for people who have A.D.D.

As I slowly opened my eyes and drew in a breath, I started to realize where I was, I didn’t quite remember how I got there but I know that somehow I ended up in a hospital. There was a nurse in there who suddenly let out a gasp. Odd I thought, she quickly rushed out of the room and in what felt like an hour but really was a minute, came back with my parents and a doctor. My mom was sobbing and ran over to embrace me in a huge hug. After giving my mom and I a minute, the doctor walked over to me and started to explain what happened.

The struggle was not just the pain in my leg and vacuums in my skin. The struggle was being thirsty for hours, and not finding anyone to bring the water to me. What mom?, what dad?, what brothers?, and what sisters?. There all were in their different worlds. The struggle is seeing my mom is crying on Face-time, because she can’t come and help. The struggle was hearing the nurses asking me “Don’t you have anyone in your family to come and visit?”.. The struggle is not knowing when I’m getting out