our little big combattant had a very very special day today, a day few people are allowed to have: a second day of birth!

as certainly sufficiently communicated, today was surgery day, intestine surgery... after all, what good is the strongest heart, the toughest lungs, the busiest kidneys and the sweetest smile, if no nutrition is contributed?

prior to the surgery there were carefullest estimates of what it would yield on the other side, which is why we did not go crazy to hopeville. exploratively, the surgery was to commence. lots of decisions to make mid-operation. decisions based on facts and information no-one had ahead of time.

on top of the hour it started. loving caring and very effectively we were distracted by the nurses, snuggled ben & vic, washed them and pampered them: time almost flew by, given the circumstances! (hey, i only had 3 or 4 smokes in over 5 hours!)

we were kept on top of events. what's happening, what parts of the surgery are complete, approximate time of completion, that they encountered no complications, so far...

and then, many people in short sequence came into "our" room, good news and better ones! everything good. not only continuity, but massively more length than anyone dared expecting. no more artificial exits! this represents the absolute maximum configuration of all theoretical possibilities: the millions of dollars winning lottery ticket!

never before such a load dropped from off our hearts! never before have we been - despite all hope - so positively blown away! never before so happy!

our son will stay with us! because we are positively beyond a doubt that the 3 sutures will heal allright! because everyone of us knows - and so do you:
OF ALL GOOD THINGS THERE'S THREE!