Battling his Goliath

How we've gotten around for the last two weeks! (Thanks Camie!)

Line upon line, miracle upon miracle, our little Mr. T never ceases to amaze. Not only did his surgery go over so much better than planned, his recovery has been absolutely wonderful too. Last Wednesday was a big day for him. He went to get his cast off amidst not feeling well, and after a short follow-up with the surgeon returned home with his monthly cyclical fever. He had a rough afternoon, part fever, and part psychological I think from being able to see the huge lines of stitches, and feeling that for the first time. He was bound and determined to go to his preschool recognition night (graduation) and so we drugged him up, loaded up his walker and headed over. Some of you may recall the horrors of last year’s graduation, and so, as usual, my pessimistic self prepared for the worst and was delightfully surprised. He was in pain and a bit teary, so Mr. Man carried him and together they “graduated”. Mr. Man received some “about time” comments, but really it was a special moment for father and son. Mr. T sat on a chair and still participated as well as he could. It was a nice evening, and we made it last with ice cream afterwards. We are so proud of how far he has come. He is such a trooper! We went to physical therapy on Thursday (Mr. T was heard to tell a neighbor that “I used to go to speech therapy, but now I go to speech therapy for my leg!) and did remarkably well. Somehow he knew he couldn’t fool her and she had him up and walking in no time! He limps a bit and has to be reminded to keep his right foot straight ahead, but really he’s doing so great! So well, in fact, that we got him a two-wheeler and he was riding his bike all through the store and then all around the neighborhood yesterday! (I still have to get pictures of that!) We had no idea how this summer would be for him, originally thinking he would be in a cast for the first eight weeks… and now we are trying to keep up with him instead. I feel really blessed and know that Mr. T must be a special boy indeed to be so constantly and lovingly held in the hand of the Lord.

Graduating together

There is so much love in this look. Mr. T is out of it though.

Doing his best to participate.

We all made it this time!

This is his absolutely most favourite song that he sings every day! Love it!

Jiffy treat is always a special treat!

The prednisone is starting to kick into my crazy little boy!