Tonsils
One of the older boys - Arnold, I think it was - had their tonsils out and were sitting in the TV room in some form of misery. The cure for said misery, as I observed, was generous amounts of ice cream. I actually wondered when I could have my tonsils out (whatever tonsils were, I had no idea) and consume big bowls of ice cream.
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