When we set out this morning (sep26th, 2010), dawn had not quite broken, yet. out of habit from punctuation day bruna hadn't eaten and stared at my breaky from the gas station, drooling. my heart bleeding, but with haste nonetheless i gulped it down. sorry, honey! :)

we are much too early. but don't have to wait, we are up in a heartbeat.

paolo explains and shows us on his monitor that pretty many cells developed properly. he would like to implant 2. we protest. (this will gain significance at a later stage! but of course, at this time no-one has a clue.) excitedly i share our views of safety margin and NOT wanting to go through all the pyschiological drags of failed trials, which is why we would like to have 3 implanted. from a medical standpoint, apparently, there was no objections, so of all good things are three.

surprisingly, the transfer did not only not hurt, it also developed into a very nice little stretch of time. but this is between the protagonists. thanx, michela, you ARE a gem!

well-rested we got back to the "base camp", where bruna was immediately horizontalized and covered. the handicapped hero with the broken kneecap instead shouldered the burden of packing and loading.

i never drove this lame home - or anywhere else for that matter. thank goodness for the van's cruise control, radio and coffee cup holder - i'da fallen asleep in a hurry.

next stop: test. oct13th, a wednesday