Many of you have been asking about our 15-year-old neighbor boy Riley and how he's doing after his horrific accident last Wednesday.
I'm pleased and thankful to report that he's home!! My kids took over a basket full of homemade goodies and cards and other stuff to welcome him back. They reported he was full of piss and vinegar (his usual state of affairs) and everyone couldn't be happier. He's joking and in good spirits, enough to mug at the camera.
He has a long road ahead of him, of course. The doctors say his chances of keeping his fingers now stand at 98% - I partially attribute those wonderful odds to all you terrific folks who kept him in your prayers - but needless to say he has at least a year of physical therapy to undergo as he re-learns how to use his left hand.
Again, a heart-felt "thank you" to everyone who uttered a petition to the Almighty that his fingers would "take" after being reattached. I'm grateful to the wonderful surgeons and other personnel who helped in his recovery. Modern medicine is indeed a marvel.