So, um yeah...Mac had some pretty major surgery.
There's been a fair amount of yelling...and a lot of tears. He's trying hard to hang in there, though...poor kid. I hate seeing him in pain and unable to relax...we're trying everything we can think of to help.
Both his right arm and leg are casted. He wants them off...bad. The saving grace is that now he can have people sign them. He even wants the tattoo artist my family is good friends with to draw a sun "tattoo" on his leg cast. I got to be the very first person to sign a little while ago...I went with a simple green heart and sentiment. :) It occurred to me as the Sharpie marker was bumping along the plaster that this is the first cast I have ever signed...pretty weird considering I grew up helping my dad put casts on countless people with broken bones.
Speaking of orthopedic surgeon grandpa, he says the worst pain is over about 48 hours post-op...which means things should start looking up tomorrow. Here's hoping...
