his struggles and surgery. When we prepped him, he was unaware of the major trauma he was about to endure. I held him until the doctor took him away to be gassed.They would then cut open his skull and correct the damage caused by his condition, NF-1. I held him in love before the knife lowered. The next time I would see him, he would have over 130 stitches. The tragedy of being a father is knowing the suffering will come and being with your child afterward and giving all you can give, your presence.