There was a time in Regina when, as a kid, I had a few colds in a row. Finally after a few trips to the doctor, the doctor said that if happened again, he’d have my tonsils removed. I expressed to my mom that I really didn’t like this idea and she seemed to agree. A little while later I got another mild cold and talked my mom into not taking me to the doctor. Eventually the colds stopped being as frequent and I managed to avoid what proved to be an unnecessary surgery. I still have them.