The good news is that my son is not “road kill” and seems to have passed the balloon age.
Seriously…after the wait in the lovely Greco-Roman vacation postcard-ed room…my son was called back to meet with the surgeon. The short story is how pleased the surgeon was. He was not expecting my son to be healing as well as he had; much less standing tall and walking.
All Clear…Well Almost! Needless to say we have been told that he will be cleared about a week earlier than originally told.
This is great news!
I just had to share…now I need to go fix dinner!
Enjoy the rest of your day!