So my newly bar mitzvah'd nephew was at the ball park Thursday, playing with his buddies in the outside field while his younger brother played baseball. He hit a pole and nearly knocked out his teeth...he would have but a very close family friend, he's been up to the cabin several times with the summertime crew, is the head athletic trainer at the colleges in their town and was there to push his teeth back in place and stop the bleeding. Massive amounts of bleeding. They rushed him to the hospital and middle nephew has to have his jaw wired shut for the next 4-6 weeks.
They play hard. If you've been reading my blog for a while, you know how hard they play from our week at the hideaway. All 3 nephews are athletes. It's inevitable when both of their parents are coaches. They're not unfamiliar with pain. But a wired jaw is something else.
I was asked to make Jakee's Bar Mitzvah montage. My brother-in-law posted it to his facebook page the day after Jakee's accident and even though I spent over 50 hours looking and working on that video, watching it the day after his accident brought me to tears. The boy has such an amazing and infectious smile. And to think that he won't be able to smile for over a month, not to mention not being able to eat solid food...just breaks my heart.