6 weeks later
*Dawn*
Today is the day of Will's operation, and even though I know that it is a relatively safe operation, well, it is also a rather big one to a sensitive area and I can't help being nervous.

If the operation goes well there should be a big chance that his range of movement will improve significantly, he even has a big possibility to walk fully on his own again, it will just take some physical therapy.

But if it goes badly, and luckily that risk is small, he could get fully paralyses. I know his parents have talked a lot with him about the risk and what it means and l decided for himself that he wanted to do it.

"How long do you think it will take ?" I say nervously, pacing the floor of the waiting room. Will had asked me to please be here, because, as he said, he wants to wake up to see my smile.

Tom looks at his watch. "They should be done any minute now".

"They will tell us how it went, right ?" I wish I could push away this feeling of uneasiness. "I mean as soon as they are done".

"I am sure they will". Willa says softly.

Tom chuckles softly. "You sound exactly like Will did when you were having your operation".

"I get now why he was nervous". I mumble.

After pacing a few more minutes I stop and look at them. "Sorry if I am annoying ... I mean he is your son, I know you are nervous too".

Willa stands up and takes my hands in hers. "There is nothing to apologise for sweetie ... it only shows how much you care for him".

"I just can't help but worry, even if I know the risk is very little". I admit.

"Me too". She says warmly. My brain knows he will be okay, but my heart can't help but worry".

The door opens and a doctor comes in. "Great news, the operation went perfectly ... Will is in the ICU as we wait for him to wake up ... I can take you there now, I think he will appreciate having you there when he wakes up".

I feel a huge relief lift off my chest. "So when it went well, does that mean Will is going to walk again ?"

"Well, we can't really say for sure yet how much improvement the operation will give him, but I would say he has a very high chance of walking again, yes". The doctor says as we walk down the hallway.

Tom shakes the doctor's hand as he opens the door to us. "Thank you".

"Just doing my job". The doctor says. "And happy to help a young man back on his feet".

To be honest it hurts to see Will like that, in a bed and hooked up to machines. He looks so fragile.

I sit on a chair by his side, taking his hand in mine. "Hi Will, I hear the operation went perfect, so it's time to wake up".

Willa comes over to stand next to me. "Seeing him like this makes me remember that he is still just my little boy".

"He will always be that". I say, smiling up at her. "And I know he likes that, even if he won't say it".

She laughs softly. "No he wouldn't".

Will's eyes flutter open. "Dawn ? Mom?"

"Hi". I say softly, smiling at him.

"Oh, my little boy". Willa chimes and leans down to kiss his forehead.

Tom comes over. "How are you feeling, son ?"

"Okay I think". He mumbles. "Like a cow kicked me in the back ... and head, but elseway okay".

"Aww babe". I gently touch his cheek. I would love to hug him but I am honestly scared to cause him pain.

The doctor from before comes in, he checks the maschine and asks Will some questions, telling him that the operation seems to be a succes.

"So, can I go home now ?" Will asks as the doctor finishes up. "I am done here right ?"

"Sorry". The doctor laughs softly. "But you will have to stay here for a couple of days til it has started healing".

Will sighs theatrically. "I guess I have no choice".

"Exactly you have no choice". Tom says with a grin. "Believe me when the pain sets in you will be happy to have doctors and drugs on the standby".

"I guess you are right". Will mumbles and lets himself fall back on the pillows.

I take his hand again, squeezing it softly in mine. "It's gonna be okay Will, we will come visit you every day".

"Thanks darling, that will surely help". He says softly. "I think I would like to sleep now".

"Has it started to hurt ?" The doctor asks and when Will nods he goes to a cabinet. "I will give you some more morphine, it will probably make you fall asleep pretty fast".

Will nods. "Okay".

"I think we will go now then". Tom says softly, and comes over to hug Will. "So you can get some sleep".

"I don't want to leave you". I mumble as I hug him.

He lifts his hand to touch my cheek but almost pokes me in the eye. "Whoops sorry, I guess I am more tired than I thought".

I kiss him softly. "Sleep well".

"Kiss Sox from me". He mumbles.

Then Willa hugs him. "We will be here early tomorrow sweetie".

"Okay mom". His eyes are almost slipping closed. "Oh mom ?!"

"Yes ?" She looks at him.

He smiles. "Bring the triplets".

"Okay sweetie". She says, smiling at him.

I blow him one last kiss from the door and then we are gone.