It seems like my first grandchild, Thomas, decided he did not want to wait until his birth due date and decided to be born 6 weeks early. I think the driving up to Boston and the worry just about did us in, but he is doing great.. He weighed in at 4 lbs 12 oz, not bad for a preemie and he is so cute. We are in love with him, and my DH is estactic... cannot stop thinking of him and it is just the shot in the arm to keep this guy going and battling this cancer.. I told you all I would let you know when his surgery will be and it is May 11....they will remove that pesky lymph node and it will be day surgery.. I said to the surgeon, what?? you scared the life out of us removing this and now it is day surgery. I love our surgeon... he is hopeful that he can just (his words) pop it out of there.. so we are going with that.. Good news all around for us, maybe an easy surgery....and a new grandbaby named after his grandfather, Thomas....life is good for us right now.. One day at a time..