I was 10! I didn't get icecream!

I remember throwing up a lot in the middle of the night. Probably because I'd gulp down the glasses of water, go to sleep and wake up throwing up. At one point, I even rolled over and pulled the drip out of my arm. They'd changed the sheets and put in a new drip all while I was sleep. They made me eat cornflakes, toast and drink orange juice - their explanation was to make sure the surgery had gone well and the rough food wasn't going to reopen the surgery scars.

It was easter...