Tonsil Terror

When my sister Diane was 11yrs. old , I was 5 yrs old, and we both needed our tonsils out.  So surgery was scheduled and off to the hospital we went.  I remember the nurse wanted me to pee in a stainless steel bowl, but I was so scared I could not make any urine.  Diane had no problem, only she hated needles and was very uncooperative.  Finally, before mom and dad  left the hospital, I peed for the nurses.  We were in the same room, with high beds that had even higher railings, I guess it was to prevent us from getting out of bed.  Ha!!  I was so scared, especially when it came time to say good-night to our parents!!  Diane and I walked mom and dad to the elevator, we gave hugs and kisses to each other.  This was the very first time ever sleeping away from home, and it had to be in a hospital.  Diane stood behind me, cause she was supposed to take care of me, being the oldest.  As the elevator doors was about to shut, a man in a white uniform knelt down next to me and he put his arm around both of us.  The doors shut and he looked me right inthe eye and asked if they were our parents and then told you, " Did you know that was the last time you will ever see your parents, they will not be back to get either of you again!"  That sent us into absolute hysteria, crying, pounding on the elevator doors and yelling for mom and dad to come back!!!  Nurses came out of the woodwork, they grabbed each of us and instead of asking why we were crying, they forced us back into our room.  As they were putting me in my bed I tried to watch to see what they did to my sister.  There were 3 or 4 nurses that put Diane in her bed and then they tied her arms and legs to the bed.  Another nurse came in and gave Di a shot that settled her down very quickly.  Now I was really afraid, would they separate us while we slept?  Would I ever see mom, dad, or Diane again?  Where would they send us, who would take care of us?  I fought with all the might of a 5 year old, and soon I had 4 nurses holdi9ng me in bed on my stomach.  They never explained what they were doing or going to do which was so frightening for me.  Next thing I knew a nurse was pushing a long white hose like thing up my butt!!  What was happening???  At least they did not tie me down, I was so tired I just relaxed and acted like Diane did, like I was going to go to sleep.  All the nurses left our room turned off the lights and closed our door.  Then with my babydoll, I climbed up and over my bed rail, stepped onto my nighstand, onto Diane's nightstand, and I scurried up her railing to try and wake her up.  But she couldn't wake up, so I got under the covers with her, and I untied her arms and legs.  Then I finally feel asleep holding my doll between us as I hung on for dear life to my sister.  In the morning I woke up in my own bed just in time for another round of seditives, out came the white hose and up my butt it went, but this time I was out fast.  Next thing I can remember was waking up to see mom and dad looking at me.  They were concerned because Diane came to alot sooner then I did, and wodnered why?  Diane told our parents about the intern or what ever you called him, and what he said as well as how we were treated by the nurses.  My parents raised "holy hell"!  That intern was fired by the next day, since he had done this kind of thing to children before.  The nurses were very nice and kind to us after they learned why we were so combative.  We had to stay ther for 3 to 4 days, and I will tell you, I never left Diane's side  untill we were discharged!!  Even when Diane went to the bathroom, I was in there with her and visa versa!!
I made a promise to myself that I would not ever if I could help it, be admitted into another hospital.