I've tried for years to convince basically every doctor I ever saw to get them removed. No one would even give me a referral. Finally, now that I have health insurance that doesn't require referrals (not that I had it at all for a long time), I made myself an appointment directly with an otolaryngologist. He too seemed iffy at first, but basically said I knew better than anyone else how much they were affecting me.
Now that they're out, even though my throat and tongue are still all swollen from the procedure, I can breathe better than I've been able to for... I don't know, 15 years? I didn't realize until now how much I was constantly feeling like I was just a bit strangling, since by being constantly swollen, they blocked off about half my throat. While I was recovering from the anesthesia, the doctor told my boyfriend that once my tonsils were out, he could see how scarred they were from what must have been dozens of infections, and that taking them out was absolutely the right and necessary thing to do.
So, that's a brief update on my life.