Both yesterday and today, Anthony was taken to a skate park in Buffalo. He is not super good on skates, but is getting better. About an hour and a half after my father left with him, I got a phone call that they were coming home....Hmmm, curious....so I asked why............
Yup-Anthony broke his right arm-the ulna! It is currently splinted, and he will be going to an orthopedic doctor in the morning. He is being so brave-he is not complaining at all!
Owen is stable, no real changes in the last few days. He seems more comfortable today than he did yesterday, which is obviously always a good thing.
Keeping everyone close in our hearts to help us get through the rough patches...keep sending all of those positive thoughts our way.
"We got another one!"
2 comments:
oh! poor anthony. i hope he has a cool story! (and gets a cool cast) thinking happy thoughts for all of you!
Jen, I just wanted to let you know that I read your blog every day and remember you, your family, and Owen in my prayers every night. Your blog is such a blessing to me because it allows me to still somewhat feel connected to my litle pal. I miss him so much. there are so many things i have been wanted to tell you, so many timees I wanted to call, or stop over, but I just did'nt no if it was my place, and I did not want to interfer or take one minute of you precious time away from Owen, but there are just some things I want to share with you, I hope you don't mind. I want to take this opportunity to thank you for allowing me to work with your son. It was an honor and a priveldge. He brought great joy to my day!!! I wish you were there to see all the fun we had together at your dad's house. how proud he was when he learned a new skill.like the day he learned how to stand and kick a ball again and sang "my kicker's work, my kickers work" or the day he stood all by himself at the front door waiting to open the door for me "all by himself" he was proud. and your dad what a good sport. I remember early on, when we were trying to get Owen to use his right arm, we would use your dad as a target to throw bean bags at, or to attack with swords when we played piarate. Oh! And when he starded walking on his own. It was truely one of the best days of my life. and he just kept shouting "more walking more walking". I could not get him to rest at that point. I have nevr seen such strength, courage, and determination as I did in your son. Owen captured my heart, like no other child I've ever worked with. I will carry a piece of him in my heart always. His courage motivates me to be a better person, a better therapist, a better mother. To remerber whats really importatnt in life. Thank you again for sharing your wondeful boy with me. I only hope our work together made the quality of his life a little more independent, at least for alittle while.ofcourse I wish I could have done more. Jen, please if there is anything i can do for you, or your family, please call. I really mean it. I can cook, clean, grocery shop, run errands. whatever. I would feel honered to help whenever. sending much love miss jackie
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