Even better, his brother fixed what seemed like a hopelessly broken VCR. Everything was going Joey’s way (yeah, even on Mother’s Day we worry more about how the special needs guy is doing).
So (as if you didn’t see this coming), Joey had a big seizure.
We got him into bed and he seemed to be sleeping it off. Then he threw up what seemed like several times his own body weight.
At least we didn’t have a trip to the ER. Can’t wait to see what he has in store for us on Memorial Day.