During the last two weeks of December,my right tonsil was inflamed and it hurt like hell. The crypts were filled with whitish thing that I found it very scary. It was my first time to pay a closer look at that organ. I self-cared it using whatever I found in my kitchen, vinegar ( gargling it with salt), Listerine, a buccal/ pharyngeal spray, antibiotics, paracetamol, cotton buds ( to clean the crypts) and even dashing the infected tonsil with the anti-biotic powder inside the capsule case.
Fortunately, after 3 days I got better and it didnt hurt anymore. SInce I self-medicate it, I followed what I read in the internet that is to take the drug for at least 10 days to prevent reinfection. January came, I felt so good that I could feel my tonsil is doing fine. But behind my mind, I was thinking of testing my tonsil if it wont be infected with what I eat. I know strep ( the cause of my tonsilitis) loves sugar so I grabbed my box of chocolates that I got last Christmas and ate it heartily. Discontented with the chocolates and trying to know how far my tonsil will go, I ate whatever sweet food I found.
After a couple of days eating sweet food, I felt little bumps at the back of my tonsils and I just thought it was nothing
. When I woke up this morning I could feel my other tonsil hurting when I swallowed. I examined my mouth in the mirror and found a swelling left tonsil, now its left.
Now I"m back to anti-biotics...
People reconcile, break hearts, gather for reunions and hold parties with no definite dates until the early days of January. It is during these days that we( people in my country) don't care much on our health as long as we celebrate Christmas that is not only gift-giving but eating (I mean a lot).
But right now, I am staring at my ceiling with only memories with me, alone and teary-eyed. This is my third Christmas to be away from home. I missed those fun, my family, my friends. I missed the table filled with food which my mother prepared every Christmas in my life. She loves to cook and of course the caroling and the guests we invite for "Noche Buena" . I can remember how those December days played memorable events not only to me but also to my family and friends when I was still at home.
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