The 6 year old, born to make me crazy, boy who resides here with the rest of us peasants got cleared by his eye surgeon on Friday. The news is even better than expected. He now has depth perception. That means he can now see the ball coming towards him and will have a chance to play, like most of the rest of the little boys his age.
Now comes the other shoe drop. After getting the great news....the little donkey was jumping on the bed and fell and broke the same wrist in the same place that he broke last year before they came to live with us. Ride on donkey. Last year, while still in South Carolina, he fell off of a bunk bed and broke it.
The after hours pediatric practice that saw him couldn't set his wrist but referred him to Carrie Tingley Pediatric Hospital but the casting department was closed until today. Now guess how easy it was to once again keep the little donkey quiet, leave the splint alone and comfortable, all very, very long weekend? Judas Priest.
This kid has been to school 2 days, has surgery. Stays home for a week, changes schools and attends his new school for 3 days, gets good news, breaks his wrist, tortures all of us all weekend long with removing his brace numerous times and will finally go to school tomorrow with a bright red cast on his arm. I know, I am telling myself BREATHE.
Here is a picture of the little donkey and a real little donkey taken this weekend as we went for an extended drive yesterday so his Mother didn't eat him, oh yeah his sister too.
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