Heroes in my life

Man my son is a strong guy!

Today in PT one of the nice ladies asked how the surgeon’s visit went. I know my look to her told a lot my son explained it in such a grown up way. I want to cry scream and yell but here is this young man holding it together.

I’ve told him that he could yell and cry if he needed to when we left the doctor’s office. Yesterday after the news we met up with my dad and sister for lunch. They had questions but neither of us wanted to talk about it. The fact that he was telling her today was a good sign to me because I knew he understands what could be happening to his body. It was devastating to hear that the little white strip on the films is a sign of restricted blood flow. I don’t doubt the doctor because I hear that he is the best around. I felt speechless as I looked in the doctor’s blue eyes thinking say something better. He didn’t say that the ball is going to die for sure. Miracles I want them.

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