surgery time

Tomorrow is Donato's surgery. So far I'm ok, I think it's gonna settle in when we pull into the hospital. It kills me to look at him, smiling at me, not having a clue what is to come tomorrow. I keep saying what's gonna get me through this is he has no idea. When I ask Isabella she doesn't remember a thing. So please all say a prayer tonight for my little man and his surgeon's hands.