This is one of those small accounts of a mother with a child with a disability which appear endemically. Mrs. Muller's Nicolas was a blue baby and early diagnoses of esoteric conditions (Fallots Tetralogy; Pulmonary Atresia--inoperable) as well as two catheterizations in Cape Town were not promising. Some years (and other domestic situations--financial difficulties; a daughter's marriage) later he was diagnosed as having a Transposition of the Great Vessels and taken to the Mayo Clinic for a successful surgical procedure. When Mrs. Muller confines herself to Nicolas' medical history the account is acceptable; but when she yields to her own emotional fibrillation (""How would I feel the next time I stood at this window and looked down on the valley I loved so dearly?..Would it be without the sorrow and pain...like a cancer gnawing at my very soul?"") she is very trying.