The Grossest Thing I’ve Read in Ages
In Tonsils, a Problem the Size of a Pea – in the New York Times
You all must suspect by now that I have a strong stomach and a high tolerance for things others might find gross or upsetting. For something to make me temporarily stop reading mid-way through, that’s something. This something is tonsilloliths, or tonsil stones.
I mean, really:
From then on, Ms. Swann, now 25 and living in the St. Louis area, engaged in a secret ritual: popping the mushrooming bits of debris out of her tonsils with a cotton swab whenever they got big enough to cause discomfort.
And of course, being the tactful and thoughtful and gracious person that I am, I emailed this story to just one person, with an indication of just how very much it grossed me out. And that one person experiences tonsilloliths. Luckily the recipient is more gracious than am I.
The whole thing gives me the willies.* All this time, I’ve been feeling superior to the spouse who does not have tonsils, ’cause I have an intact immune system and whatnot. And stuff might come out of them? Somebody hold me.
I’m sure it’s not really that bad, and nobody should have to suffer in silence with anything. The way the NY Times wrote about it, though? “I go to the bathroom for 10 or 15 minutes and push on my tonsils until they start popping out?” Horrifying.
Librarians, I didn’t see a specific MeSH term (I see a lot of indexing with Calculi and/or Lithiasis). Here’s a search.
*Disclaimer that maybe I’m just being a jerk or a weirdo, and that really nobody should be made to feel like *they* are disgusting just because this article grossed me out, and various repetitions of similar sentiments, etc. etc.