My daughter Heather has to have her blood tested at least once a year to monitor a thyroid condition. When she was very small, we imagined that eventually she’d learn to relax and tolerate the procedure. It hasn’t happened that way. Instead, we’ve learned to distract her by talking about our next Disney trip. Heather’s veins like to play hide-and-seek, so what should be a simple thing can become a long and painful ordeal. The only thing that gets her through it is the thought of her favorite rides. Most of these are in Fantasyland in Disneyland, and in the Magic Kingdom at Walt Disney World: the Mad Tea Party (which she always calls “the teacups), It’s a Small World, Dumbo the Flying Elephant, Snow White’s Scary Adventure, King Arthur’s Carousel (in Florida the carousel belongs to Cinderella’s Prince), and her dad’s favorite: Peter Pan’s Flight.
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