A copy of the x-rays came in the mail today.
Here is one from the day he broke his leg:
Here’s one from a week after he was in the spica cast:
Here’s one after he had been in the cast for a month:
And I think I’ve shown this one before – after 8 1/2 weeks, the day his cast came off:
First order of business for having his cast cut off was to sit on one of 4 beds in the casting room. Previously we had only been in this room (it’s within the ortho unit at TCH so everything is very close) to get his moleskin repaired. I had in my mind the way this would work is that one of the residents would be in there with the doctor to cut it off and we would be in a regular room.
I was wrong as usual. We were in the casting room which was great because there was a lot of stuff to look at and keep us busy until it was our turn. Like a skeleton with an arm that’s no longer attached.
Across from us was an older boy who had broken his arm and I was amazed to see they put the cast on his arm right there. No anesthesia for him! It was fun – for me – to watch it put on his arm. Mr. Boone has broken his arm twice so this was all old school to him, but it was a first for me.
And the other little girl with the new spica cast was also in there but I think she was just getting her moleskin worked on and maybe the cast adjusted a bit.
Above the bed he was laying on was a mobile like babies have above their beds which was another reminder of how fortunate we really were to only have a cast on for 8 1/2 weeks. I’m sure that mobile was up there to entertain a baby who has hip displacia and will spend months and months in a cast.
The doctor came in and looked at the x-rays and gave the official word that the day of the great castoff was an official “Go“. Woo hoo!
Compared to the wishbone picture from a month ago, this looks fabulous. And I’m so glad the doctor told me ahead of time it wouldn’t look 100% healed today so that I knew what to expect or I might not have let them take the cast off today!
He left the x-rays up there after we looked at them so of course we took pictures of that too. On his way out the door, the doctor saw his heel. “Is that a hole in his cast?” Um…yes….well, we sorta let him scoot all over the driveway and…..
Finally, it was our turn!
