23 Jun The cast comes off.
James’ coworkers and my family signed his cast.
On our way to the doctor.
Being brave (Puppy, Blankie, & Pacifier help).
I can’t believe I took this picture; I feel terrible.
Wait, I was documenting history. No, I don’t.
The sawed-off cast. They actually asked if I wanted to keep it.
If I wanted to keep that dirty, stinky, cut-up cast.
Guess what I said.
Smoothie celebration afterwards.
As a side note, this is how we taught Corban to use a straw.
I would get it up to the top, and it would stay there while I passed it off to Corban.
Pretty fun times.
He took a bath PRONTO and by the next morning,
he was using both arms as normal.