It's gonna be OK
Louie is nervous. He has had problems with his tonsils lately, and yesterday the doctor, Mr. Wieland, has now confirmed that they need to be removed.
"Hey, I got mine removed too!", Dewey says. "Last year, don't you remember?"
"It's not gonna hurt, trust me!", Huey encourages him.
Neither helps.
"Duh, does Louie have to be such a coward?", Dewey sighs.
"Leave him alone", Huey says.
So, a panicked Louie just decides to go to his and his brothers' room and hides below his blanket, puts his head below the pillow and remains there until dinner time.
Eventually, he hears someone knocking on the door.
"Louie?", a voice says. It is Donald.
"C-come in", Louis says.
Donald becomes worried when he finds Louie lying on the bed.
"Are you sick, Louie?", Donald asks.
Louie shakes his head. "I-I don't want my tonsils to be removed! What if they make an error and my blood gets poisoned?" He begins to cry.
Donald gives Louie a strong hug. "Don't worry. It's gonna be OK and I'm gonna be here with you. And afterwards, you can have lots of ice cream, like when Dewey got his removed. You love ice cream, don't you?"
Louie nods tearfully.
"Sorry that I still cry, Uncle Donald", he whimpers. "I'm 10 already and so ashamed."
"Don't be ashamed, nephew", Donald says warmly. "It's my duty to be here for you when you are hurt or scared. Do you feel a little better now?"
Louie nods and smiles tearfully.