<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cdc1/04s7432n614occi4g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Chloe Dawson<br/>  ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… I take a week off from travel to attend to be with Kimmie for the momentous surgery … the sisters who grew grew her new organs are   guardedly ecstatic … the tissue matches are incredible … I’m cautious because one success doesn’t prove the cell culturing that I contributed …  that needs to go to several labs for replication and validation … we will announce nothing and leak the paper anonymously via sisters in China … it will only be recognized for what it is by a few of the best researchers … calling attention to Sweden at this time is not prudent … keep The Shadow off balance … we hone multiple possible weapons for Isis to direct … and for her blood sister to too …<br/><br/>… Huguette and Menon use the week for a trips to instruct those teaching the brotherhood about Insight and to gain insight into their organization …<br/><br/>… I go with Kimmie to the hospital because this needs proximity to the intensive care if anything should go wrong … here we are a bot more exposed yet the Swedish female medical staff is very close with the sisterhood so all is as good as can be on the security front … we check in the evening before her surgery and they get her connected to the IV and other monitoring and we sit and talk about how far we’ve come since a certain party at a certain frat house … almost like two separate lifetimes it seems … I sleep in the second bed in her room and set my alerts so that I wake whenever anyone even thinks about entering her room … each nurse I vet again each time and watch them all for anything untoward … fortunately many are sisters and they’ve done some schedule shuffling so that all except one nurse is one of us … the surgical staff has been similarly shuffled … pulling privilege as needed …<br/><br/>… next morning we’re awake early … no breakfast and empty bladders and all that … then Kimmie is wheeled to the OR where I join the staff in washing and dressing … I sit near her head where I can hold her hand and not interfere with the surgical staff … the anesthetist is opposite me … another sister … we cannot use nerve blocks here because some of the staff doesn’t know of such things … so I establish Insight with the anesthetist and Kimmie and together we set nerve blocks anyway while administering just enough anesthetic to be believable …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “And here we go Kimmie! Just relax and lets think about where we’re going to take our girls when they need to see a warm ocean. I’m thinking Spain but maybe Italy.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… I show here from memory the places I traveled with Mother and Daddy when I was a child and how the ocean was such a wonder to small eyes … we wonder if Isis and her sister will be as enthralled or whether either will bring such memories with them into this life … and no, we do not know who or where Kimmie’s daughter may have had her existence before … Isis is not conversant on such a thing …<br/><br/>… my awareness drifts over the surgical team as they do their tasks … observing through the eyes of the anesthetist and one of the sisters who is assisting yet not closely involved … a Foley catheter first… then preliminary work on her peritoneal cavity …  urethra carefully isolated and space made for the new organs … behind her bladder and in front of her rectum (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uterus#/media/File:Figure_28_02_01.JPG) … lots of careful rearranging … then the organ for transplant is presented and carefully inserted into the space … the urethra is sutured into position … careful rearranging … placement of antibiotic time release packets … then they close … the labia and clitoris are sutured into position by the plastic surgeon to minimize scarring … no intention of her vagina being penetrated for sex yet that will be possible if this whole technique proves feasible … bandages and packing … swelling will be the biggest concern … a cooling pad is placed over all but the thinnest bandages to run chilled water gently over her stomach to keep the area several degrees below normal … uncomfortable at worst and we plan to moderate the nerve blocks carefully to make sure Kimmie knows the level of pain yet it doesn’t prevent her from resting … the doctors need to know the pain levels … <br/><br/>… the anesthetic drip is stopped … wheel her back out to recovery … wrap her in warm blankets … I can lower my mask now … kiss her cheek …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “And now you’re as close to really a girl as you ever can be baby! Rest now and let them monitor your condition. Then back to your room and lots of bed rest. Oh, and they’ll make you walk pretty soon just like last time but no peeing as long as the catheter is in. That has to stay until they say the sutures are all healed and then they’ll take that out and you get to learn to pee all over again.” #<em>Giggle</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… the lead surgeon comes in and we chat … nothing I hadn’t heard before and probably nothing Kimmie hasn’t either … yet he needs to be heard to hold up pretenses … the organ team is hovering and get their turn next … lots of blood monitoring in Kimmie’s future to check for rejection … the anti-rejection drugs become part of her diet for the rest of her life …<br/><br/>… soon enough, we’re back in her room with the nurses all gone and it’s just us … I open Insight to Huguette to tell her that surgery is done … she reports that the brotherhood is more and less than we had presumed and fills in some details … they have significant information on that which lives beneath the 5 sided building … and its corollaries elsewhere and how they are all connected and to what … it’s much that we had assumed yet their information is precise and matches what we have perceived … once the brotherhood learns Isis’ tactics and strategy, more can be done to do what must be done … we also learn of the strength of The Shadow itself … we will need to confront them before or after that which lives below is dealt with … all things that Isis will have to deal with and Kimmie and I will be helping do as she decides …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Take a nap Kimmie. Lunch will be here in a bit and I’m going to go get some breakfast.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… kiss her lovely forehead and leave her to rest in the dark … sisters are guarding the room now and we establish loose Insight as I head for the hospital cafeteria …</em></span></span><br/>