Fractured

Todd has broken a bone in his foot.  It is his first broken bone in nearly 40 years on the planet.  Strange, huh?  He is not handling it well.  I cannot blame him.  It stinks.  I will not write much more, because I am not sure who reads this and I certainly don't want to embarrass him (or them.)  Please, though, pray for Todd-- for healing and strength and patience.  His whole body is sore from trying to maneuver on crutches; his brain hurts from trying to decipher the different medical opinions; and his generally positive outlook on life is certainly suffering.  It goes without saying that the crankiness is wearing on me, too!  I don't hold this against Todd-- I just feel badly that I can't fix it, and I share his frustration for being dependent, slow and ornery.  So, you can pray for me, too.