Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Oh, Milo!

While getting ready to go in for Franko's Birthday party on Sunday I got a text from Ang - from the E.R. (heart sink), Milo had hurt his hand and she thought it could be broken. It was.

He let his temper get the better of him and decided to punch the floor. Well, it punched back in the form of a "Boxer's Fracture". I don't think he'll be doing that again anytime soon. He was slated to come out to our place for a little vaca before school started. Well, he is here but his activities have been sharply impacted. Today he got the cast on and that's for 4 weeks. It may impact the first couple weeks of Taekwondo but the Doc thinks it will heal up just fine.

What a face.

Anyway, Franko's birthday was fun. He got mostly hunting stuff since that's what his current interest is. Well, besides growing his hair out. He turned 14 this year.


  1. Ouch!!!! That's a lesson he won't soon forget. Poor little guy.

  2. Oh no! My eyes actually teared up for the pain!!! And... that extension of the cast by his pinky (I'm sure it's necessary) would drive me nuts! I know the floor is better than hitting a person, but... that sounds painful.


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