Hard headed guy, I guess. His nose is not broken. Because he wouldn't let the ER folks suture the cheek gash, it will leave a mark as it heals. But that's it.
I'm still trying to get all the blood out of his room, though.
Some clarity came out of all this. My wife and I realized that the status quo isn't working. There's just the two of us trying to provide what is essentially a 24/7 care need, and he's getting bigger and we're getting older. So we will begin looking into ways to secure more elaborate care for him.
We are blessed with good schools here and some good public and private agencies serving special needs. Our parish is supportive, and several women took my wife out for lunch the other day. It was welcome respite for her.
I'll get back to some blogging soon - there are some positive things to share on the ministry front. For now, my wife and I need to attend to "domestic policy" matters. Your prayers are felt here. God bless you.