He was just standing there, started to lose his balance, overcorrected with a twist, and went down on his knee. That’s all it took for sweet Will to break his femur. Not just a break but a diagonal spiral break requiring an operating room at the fabulous Doernbecher Children’s Hospital in Portland and a lovely green spica body cast.
This was his fourth popsicle, but I’m guessing there was no limit. I could only imagine the angst his parents experienced as they looked on, exhausted, relieved, anticipating …
Thumbs up for the wagon ride to the hospital playroom before bed. After two l o n g days, Pete and Linsey got to take their son home (in a specially designed car seat).
And today (!) we got to go for a short visit.
On the way we stopped at Critter Cabana to buy a parentally pre-approved pet for our nearly immobile grandson. We resisted the urge to get him a puppy, which we were certain would be more entertaining than a fish.
She even built the bowl for us.
“I got hurt!” He’s a heart melter.
Played a bit of Velcro catch with his Gum.
We wonder what he’ll name his new buddy.
Will’s getting the taste of a turtle’s life; at least turtles can walk.
Mama doses the pain meds while Daddy loves on his boy.
They’ve been through the mill, but as Linsey says, “We can do anything for four weeks.” She noted today that they’re already halfway through the first week!