I remember losing my tonsils when I was 5 or 6, and how sad I was to not be able to eat the chocolate cake slide my mom brought me to the hospital. In those days you had to be tough enough to stay by yourself, put up with the pain, and chew Asper-gum whose appeal faded with alarming speed.

Then there’s the appendix.

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