June 17, 2009, The Big Day, Post 6

8:40 PM
We were told that at 6:45 Josh went from the OR to the recovery room. We were just allowed to see him, and he looks JUST FINE. Color good, etc. We tried not to bother him but he woke up anyway and wanted to pull the breathing tube out, of course. His hands and feet were cold so we got the nurse to get him warmed blankets. And, In Celebration, we quietly let him know that the doctors GOT EVERYTHING OUT and that he is going to be just fine. He gave me the triple THUMBS UP, and Then he started to make hand signals, like "call me" or "you call me" or "I'll call you" or "me call me" or "when will you call me" or "will you call the nurse?" or "just call, you idiot." Finally, I understood:
"Do I have your cell phone? Yes Yes Yes, I have your cell phone in my purse!" Phew.

And, just so you know, we were feeling the vibrational sweep of love energy ALL DAY LONG, holding us up, buoying us in your powerful web of care, long distance hugs, and passionate conviction that all will be well. We are so grateful.

And now we are glowing, and having a drink.