and all those dreams that sent you out the door with him-of cells within cells the like of which no human had ever seen , of secrets gleaned from every layer and fiber gently plied from willing hands , willing arms , willing lips pressed to sterile glass , and droplets of blood given with the smallest frown , of fluids and maps and schemes and x rays made without a pinch of hurt , all to tell a new tale , a new miracle , a new beginning-all that , with her , would have been possible !