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Yesterday my Grandparents and I drove to 29 Palms to pick up Noah from the hospital. We left at 6:00am hoping to be there when he got out. Instead, the hospital was running late and we ended up getting there before Noah ever went in. Although we had to wait a long time, I was glad to be there for him because I'm sure it's very nerve racking. Omg, it was so funny how quickly he passed out after they put the sedative in his IV. It was a very interesting visit overall. We had to go through the guard gate and travel through the maze that is the Marine hospital. The most interesting part is that everyone assumes that if there is a girl with you then it is your wife. I have to admit, I really liked being called Mrs. Cales. Luckily his surgery was successful and he's in little pain. Lol, or so he says. Hehe, I really like taking care of my Noabie.