Last week we received our last mimento from his experience - the actual recording of his surgery. Most of our family members are not ready to see it - it’s still just too soon for them, but being so interested in what was done to our son and with such amazement and appreciation for moderm medicine, me and Jim pulled up a chair, poured ourselves a beverage and watched the entire two hour procedure to fix KJ’s heart.

It was incredible! As we watched the surgeon working away on our big screen television, I couldn’t help feel emotional about it. Not because it was graphic or too much gore, but because my son was right next to me, squeeking and squeeling and bouncing in his exersaucer as if nothing had ever been done to him. He is the happiest baby and he looks and obviously feels so good. The most overwhelming part was the realization that right then and there, I was watching the moment my son’s life was saved. Gulp.

We were so intrigued by it all. The technique, the skill, the tools…Keanon’s hole was the size of the Dr.’s thumb pad. So bigger than a nickle and just smaller than a quarter. So for a heart that is not much bigger than KJ’s own fist, that is a significant hole!

Anyhow, Keanon will always have his scar to tell stories about. And now, when he’s old he enough he can watch it himself and be proud of being part of a medical miracle. Maybe it’ll inspire him to go into the medical field?

So on to better things - We finally have gotten our garden planted and Jim has been working so hard at spreading 10 yards of soil to different parts of the yard, garden and planters. I can’t take credit for any of it. Me and KJ spend most of our time sticking to his intense eating schedule. All the time in between, we’ll get out and supervise while Jim is hard at work!

I got to spend an overnight with girlfriends in Seattle this last weekend. I was so spoiled spending Saturday at the spa and then enjoying such awesome company