Mom the best Medicine.

And while we're on the topic of Wounded Warriors, I want to bring your attention to this piece from the Tennessean.

"At 18 months old, Ryan Autery flew off a swing and bloodied his front teeth. His mom, Trish, was there to clean him up and calm his tears.

At 10, he accidentally spilled a cup of boiling water. And Trish was there in the days that followed to change the bandage on his deep arm burn.

Now at 19, Ryan stood next to the dining room table Tuesday as Trish placed a large rectangular bandage underneath his left elbow.

Stitches crisscrossed this place on his arm like lines on a basketball after 10 surgeries. The latest set of stitches keeping a new skin graft in place looked angry red.

Ryan then kept the bandage from moving as Trish began to weave a wrapping around it, the elbow and upper arm. After putting on one layer, she started another. Midway through, however, Ryan had to sit down at the kitchen table.

Sometimes he can't bear to look.

''It's an abomination,'' he says of his injury.

His comment does not break Mom's concentration. And after a couple of minutes, Trish finished redressing this new hurt on her son, now a Marine corporal.

He lost the lower part of his left arm in Iraq."

Take a look at this powerfully written look at the situation this family is in, and do what you can. The link is at the bottom.

Semper Fi, young man. Persist.