Isaac's POV
"Isaac, you wanna help Oliver stand up?" Dr. Moore asked.
I went over to Oli and pulled him off of the hospital bed. He smiled at me as I wrapped my arm around his waist. They were fitting him for crutches right now. He had to use crutches when he walked, except for in physical therapy.
They thought that he would need a cast for a little while, but they want to go straight to physical therapy. He has a boot on his leg, which he can take off.
"You feel okay?" Dr. Moore asked.
"Yeah." Oli said.
"Okay, so you're just gonna go straight down to physical therapy once we get you fitted for crutches."
"What's the point of the boot?"
"You can't walk yet, so we don't want you to mess up your leg. Until you can fully walk on it, you will need the boot on."
Oli nodded. We set him
