Most of my hospital visits were when I was much younger.
I went there when I was three years old to have my tonsils removed. They were the size of golf balls so I had sleeping problems and sometimes I would stop breathing in the night, so finally we went to have them removed.
I also went back when I was three and had to get stiches from a huge cut I got on my face. Then a year later again to get stiches on the other side because my brothers and I were playing and he accidentally pushed me into a sharper part of a toy we were playing with. That time I had to get a tetnis shot in the side of my face, and oh boy did that hurt.
Finally, I just had to go there to get blood drawn and such, which always does feel a little weird.
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