a time for healing
It seems everyone's on the mend. Mrs. PQRS (otherwise known to you all as "Kate") is recovering nicely, and after today's x-ray, Wil is cast-free! He was almost in tears when the Dr. told him he didn't need another cast. I'm not sure if that was because he could scratch his arm and take a shower again, or because he wasn't getting the $20 I was going to pay him if he got the hot pink cast...
He's quite atrophied - his arm tires easily, the joints are seized, and his wrist barely rotates. Wil's in a splint and not allowed to go tricking on his bike (or climbing trees) until the end of June. He says he feels 'vulnerable' without his cast. I give him a week before he's testing the limits of common sense and therefore my patience...
The arm looks as disgusting as I told Wil it would. It kind of reminds me of the poor unfortunate souls created by Ursula the Sea Witch in The Little Mermaid. In addition to the very weak and pathetic looking muscles, there's still a lot of bruising and some deformity where the break was but the Dr. assured me that since Wil hasn't hit his pubescent growth spurt he will straighten the bones out just fine.
He's quite atrophied - his arm tires easily, the joints are seized, and his wrist barely rotates. Wil's in a splint and not allowed to go tricking on his bike (or climbing trees) until the end of June. He says he feels 'vulnerable' without his cast. I give him a week before he's testing the limits of common sense and therefore my patience...
That's 2 out of 3. I'm going to put out a request to the almighty Universe that the remaining healing slot belongs to me.
Comments
Tell Wil congrats and I hope for your sake, it's the first and last cast!
L
And yes, the last healing slot needs to be yours.