I was quickly wheeled into the hospital, my parents being dragged along. They rushed me into a ward and stripped me of my clothes. They then put me in hospital dress and left me on the bed. One of the medics said to my parents, "We have to operate now. And she will need to stay in here for a week."
My dad replied "Whatever is best."
My mum was hugging my brother trying to comfort herself. The medics wheeled me into a strange room, my parents were holding my hands the whole way. The room was all plain white, but had wires and big machines, it had an operating table and a lot of cupboards.
They moved slowly onto the operating table. They handed me a gas mask, and put it over my face. "Breath in and out." said one of the doctors. Must have been a sleeping gas. I breathed in and out, in and out and sooner or later I was asleep.
