Eventually, we (me, my mom, my brother, my uncle and my uncle's girlfriend) got so sick of all the imperiled women that we moved to the children's play room and endured the shrieking of children, which we felt was so much better than the shrieking of Tori Spelling, Valerie Bertinelli and Judith Light in peril.
Anywhoodles, you can probably tell by my light-hearted bantering about imperiled TV actresses that the surgery went well. It did. Bobito is now Bionic Bobito with a plastic and metal hip. They've made him faster, stronger, uh...well, maybe not. But he will set of airport security alarms from now on, so...fun.
He's still got a long way to go in terms of recovery. He suffered some swelling and bruising in his brain, so we'll have to see how that will ultimately affect him. He's been loopy on drugs and because he's been in ICU for 2 weeks, so we'll be watching him closely while he's in the rehab hospital. I'm optimistic because that's the only thing I'll let myself be.
He will be fine.