e had went to the doctor's office. She said I'd have to have my tonsils removed. I was so scared.So, the day of the operation, I went, book in one hand, toy in the other. The woman gave me a pair of warm slippers when she saw I was shivering. (It was 5 or 6 in the morning.) Then, I put on a robe, and the people came and took me to a waiting room. My doctor came in and gave me a toy bear named Bobo. Then, I went to the operating room. When I awoke, I was in my room. My mom and dad were sitting and smiling at me. I smiled back. My great-grandma was there too. Then, my dad left and my other mom came in and gave me two windup toys. My mom got me a stuffed animal kitty named Boots, and a invisble ink book. I felt better. Then, the next day, my doctor came and told me I could go home. I felt happy.