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.
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