NOTE FROM JOCELYNE

What a difference 24 hours makes! We woke yesterday morning, and the mood was anxious. Then, suddenly I hear ... now, this is 6 am and it's still dark outside ... some rousing music coming from the kitchen. I walk to the stairs, and up the stairs comes Jon snapping his fingers, smile on his face. So, there we were, deciding to have a going away party for ... you know what (which I decided to temporarily name Fred) to Rockapella's version of Zoot Suit Riot! Well, how can things not turn out well when that's the start to the day?!!

It was an emotional day yesterday, and we are so blessed that everything has turned out so well. The surgeon ... Dr. Sandrine de Ribaupierre ... was amazing. She made short work of 'Fred' and was pleased to bring us good news. Of course, we await the pathology report, but we continue to feel very positive about everything. Aunt Yvette and Aunt Carolyn accompanied us, and Terri and Marc surprised us with a visit. Aunt Jackie was here first thing this morning. Many phone calls and all tose messages sent to us. Support all around us, and so much love from all our family and friends. If love and caring would show up on a radar screen... imagine what North America would have looked like yesterday! Aglow with the brightest colours!

We had a most special prayer and blessing from Fr. Mike on Tuesday, and we know that all the prayers that were sent found their home. You never know the true weight of the burden you bare until it has been lifted from you. We are most certain that we have not borne this weight alone. We feel lifted in prayer and spirit, and know the true power of a Great Love, and unwavering faith.

Jon woke in good spirits with his humour in tact. When I saw him in recovery, I mentioned "no white water rafting for a while". He immediately replied... "well, if I go in the paddle boat or canoe, maybe it would only be beige water rafting... maybe off white." Doesn't miss a trick, this guy. We were in his room just after 6 pm and he was getting quite settled in. It was a tough night with headache and he has a hoarse throat. We've gotten the headache under control today and can speak above a whisper this afternoon. It's all about getting the right medication. The surgeon came in very early this morning and suggested she'd like to see him up by this evening. So... in true Jon Brent spirit, when we got up, he wanted to get dressed and go for a walk. Not just out in the hallway or anything. Nope... had to go on the trip with Mom to get her tea down the hall, and around the corner! Continues to push every boundary. He's doing so well, we might be home by the weekend... finger's crossed.

We're both off to a good nap this afternoon, since it was a pretty sleepless night. We just have loved all the notes. Hoping to get some pics on at some point. Love and heartfelt thanks to everyone.

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