Personal Narrative: A Trip To Louries Children's Hospital

I was strapped in the mini van on the way to Louries children's hospital. It was a crisp, sunny October day. As I was looking out the window, the lake was shimmering and all the boats were gliding on the water. The Navy Pier Ferris wheel was in the distance. The trees still had some green leaves clinging on for dear life as the wind brushed against them.

As my mom pulled our mini van off the highway, and into the hospital parking lot, I started to get a sick feeling in my stomach like an animal was crawling inside.

I was starting to get worried because I was going to get surgery on my testicle. I was a pre-mature baby and I had to get three hernia operations when I was little. Now, my testicle had floated up into the scar tissue left from my three surgeries. I was with my mom and my grandma. My
We went to the fish floor. The hospital was all ocean themed. I liked it. It took my mind of the surgery. Then we arrived in the waiting room. It had blue walls and some tables with windows. The buildings outside made it look gloomy and cloudy. A couple minutes later, they called me. So I popped up and walked into the room were I found out my height. The nurse showed me that I was in room number six. When I sat down the nurse came in and I asked some questions. I was most scared about the IV but they explained there was only an IV when I woke up. They assured me that I would not feel it. Instead they were going to use a gas to put me out. So I was not as afraid anymore. I was thinking, not a horrible as I thought. After 30 minutes my dad came in the room. It was cool. All green and blue with some coral painted on the wall. There was a curtain with green and tangerine coral with a blue background.Then the anesthesiologists came in and explained what was going to happen and I was not as frightened. Then they asked, "Are you