A Happy Meal from McDonalds will indeed fill your belly, but does not have the power to make you forget that you broke your leg and can't walk.
Mr. Owen had several visitors and treats, wishing him a speedy recovery and
offering sympathy, condolences and treats.
We dyed eggs in honor of Easter.
I have always enjoyed dying eggs.
And for the leg update: A few orthopedic surgeons reviewed Owen's x-rays and it looks like he will not need surgery or hardware (thank heaven!) We meet with the orthopedist on Thursday, and are hoping that the swelling in his leg will be down enough for him to get a permanent cast, and his crutches and we might even be renting a wheelchair. He can't put any weight on his leg. Not an ounce. Poor dude...Thanks so much for all of our friends and family that have prayed for Owen and sent messages of love and encouragement. They mean a great deal to us and him. It's officially totally lame to have a broken right leg when you're 7.
*** This post is for Monday, March 21, 2016***
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