Waiting... is over

So, everything looks good! No complications and he is in his own room. When Mom and I left around 2 p.m., Dad was up and walking. They said this was critical and I knew he would have to, but I was still amazed at how brave and strong he was to do even half a lap (about 75 ft.) before he had to go back to his room for more pain meds. Let the easy breathing begin. (for us, at least)