The Baseball Accident part 2

Throughout the whole debacle, we were consistently reminded of the goodness of people around us. We felt so many blessings from people who had heard about the accident, and since half the young men in our Ward are on Dax's team, that was a lot of people. Mostly, what Mom and Dad were doing was sitting waiting for doctors, so we tried to answer texts and messages, and Dad wrote a long email explaining to our friends and families what had happened. Dax had the idea to send a video of himself talking to Mark so that Mark could see that he really was okay, despite the fact that he was in the hospital. 

On both Saturday and Sunday nights, neighbors brought us dinner, which really helped. Dax's friends showed up as well, bringing Mountain Dew and treats, and lifting his spirit, even though he'd have to wait to drink all those bottles! The boy's dad who hit the ball reached out to us in apology, and we made sure that he knew that we placed no blame and accepted the injury as an unfortunate accident. Then this sweet boy gave Dax a new pair of sunglasses to replace the ones that were shattered by the baseball. 

Sunday picture.

On Tuesday Dax and Mom met with the surgeon. They scheduled surgery for Thursday. They plan to go in through Dax's cheek, grab the area of the bone between his eyebrow and cheekbone with a hook, and pull it back into place. Then, they will assess its strength. If they think it needs more help, they'll go in through the hairline and add a permanent titanium plate. 

Dax never really complained about the pain from the baseball injury. He managed the pain and swelling well with simple Tylenol, but the vomiting was more difficult on him. All day Sunday he couldn't eat, and clear liquids seemed to come right back up. Finally, around dinner time he kept down the broth from some ramen. Slowly, we added other liquids, and on Monday, despite losing 9 pounds, he seemed able to eat most things. (He requested fettuccine alfredo on Tuesday night, which proved to be a little too much for him, and he could only eat half a plate.)

Monday picture.

Tuesday pic

After half a plate of dinner, Dax went with Dad to his baseball game. He couldn't play, of course, but he could still run the Game Changer app, which keeps stats. He was also asked to give a pre-game speech, which he very, very briefly did. ("Go win like you did on Saturday," or something along those lines.) The boys were very happy to see him.

Dax also had a follow up with the eye doctor. After examining his eye more fully, they also recommended we do surgery since the fractured bone is pushing into his eye causing it to bulge slightly. Putting the bones back into place will help to keep his eye healthy. We were grateful for the confirmation. 

Wednesday pic waiting for the eye doctor.

Dax has been in such good spirits. He is a trooper.

Though there is still a lot that needs to go right, we have seen many miracles and kind hearts throughout this little tragedy. We are grateful and blessed that Dax will make a full recovery.