Believe it or not that is the tile of the Brady Bunch episode where Cindy and her mom have their tonsils out- my first exposure as a child to this procedure. I can still picture them sitting in bed in their fabulously '60's master bedroom while Mr. Brady brought them each a bowl of chocolate ice cream. Ahhhh.
Tomorrow I go in for my own tonsilectomy. I'm sure I won't be all smiles or decked out in pig tails though. In fact, recovery is really supposed to suck for adults but I've got my chocolate ice cream in the freezer and four fuzzballs (3 commies and a corgi) to keep me company. Plus, I'm fully stocked up on reading material. I have sTori Telling, Smashed, The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency, and Mummy Dearest. Hopefully I can stay awake long enough to read some of them. They gave me some pretty heavy pain killers - ya, you never see Cindy take those either.