"Hello, ma'am." The pediatrician I now knew by the name Dr. Philips walked into the hallway where uncle Pete and I anxiously waited. "Morning, Dr Philips." I met her halfway, uncle Pete following behind closely. "Uhmm...so today huh?" I tried not to think of the risky surgery my daughter was about to undergo.

Zion was off any sleep-inducing medication and the doctor said his body should be responsive towards physical touches by the end of today and he could be awake by tomorrow.

So yay! For my ...