Dinky's Surgery

by Twilicorn


The Day Of

Dinky sighed. She had been in the waiting room for easily an hour, and was growing more impatient by the minute (as well as nervous). She was about to complain to her mother again when she heard her name called, and a doctor trotted over to her. Leading Dinky and her mother back, she was led to a room.

"Just change into this, and sit down," smiled the nurse, and Dinky grunted.

"Come on, Dinky," insisted her mother, but Dinky refused. She stomped her hoof until her mother pointed out she was causing a scene, at which point she slid her hooves into the gown and flopped down on the chair. The nurse returned moments later, smiling all the while.

"I'm going to give you an IV," smiled the nurse gently, but Dinky recoiled. "Maybe this will make it easier." The nurse magically held up a small stuffed cow, which Dinky seized immediately. The nurse turned to her mother, winking, as she said, "Works every time." The nurse held up a syringe, injecting it into Dinky's arm. She whimpered, and grabbed her hoof around her mother's, squeezing it tightly. Her squeezing only tightened as she felt the IV being poked into her arm, and she megan whimpering softly.

"That hurts," said Dinky through gritted teeth. "Just to state the obvious." The nurse sighed, looking down at the needle.

"I'm going to take this out, and put it in your other arm."

"What!" Dinky's voice bounced off the walls, creating a small echo.

"Dinky," said her mother, in a commanding tone.

"Sorry," apologized Dinky, just in time to grit her teeth as the IV slid again, this time much less painful.

"And we're done. The doctor's working with the previous patient still, so it'll be about half an hour. You can watch TV." The nurse lifted the remote from where it was Velcroed onto the wall, and Dinky flipped through it to the cartoon channel.


An hour later, the nurse finally returned, still smiling. "I'm going to push you down now," she said gently, and Dinky whimpered again.

"Love you mommy," sniffled Dinky, and her mother gently kissed her on the hoof as she was led down the hall. They entered a bright room, where the nurse gently led her to a bed. She laid down compliantly, and looked up at the gangly anesthesiologist.

"I'm going to put this in your IV," he smiled, and shot some sort of liquid in. Moments later, she was slightly dizzy as the world swam above her. He then lifted a triangular mask over her nose, when she looked up at the nurse.

"Do I need to breathe it in?" She asked, and the nurse nodded gently as Dinky took a few breaths in.

"Don't fight it," said the nurse with a sigh as Dinky struggled to keep her eyes open. Dinky nodded, closing her eyes, and the world faded to black.


Dinky awoke presumably an hour later, and she struggled to open her eyes, but winced in pain. The nurse turned towards her, and magically set a cool cloth over her eyes. Dinky continued struggling to open her eyes, and they kept resisting for about ten minutes until finally they complied, letting her open them slightly.

"Remind me not to do this again," she groaned to the nurse, and the nurse let out a chuckle as she continued working over the computer. A few minutes later, yet another nurse appeared to push her in the stretcher towards her room, though somehow the TV had disappeared.

"What's your mother's name?" Asked the nurse kindly, flicking the lights off. Dinky slowly opened her eyes again, and looked towards the chair, and down at the stretcher.

"Derpy. Derpy Hooves. And don't tell me I have to get up."

"Yep." Dinky sighed, and gently crawled off the stretcher, when she crawled over into the chair, magically carrying her cow with her. "I'll go get your mother," smiled the nurse, magically closing the curtain behind her. Dinky curled up in the chair, shutting her eyes, when she saw her mother's familiar blonde mane.

"Mommy!" She cried, and her mother sat down on the chair across from her.

"Your eyes are really red," she remarked, and Dinky nodded.

"Makes sense."

"You have eye drops," added her mother, blinking as her eyes tried to refocus.

"Makes sense," she repeated, and her mother trotted over.

"I love you, Dinky."

"I love you too, mom."