So roughly 2 weeks after she got it, the lass had her cast taken off today. In typical lass fashion, she thoroughly enjoyed the process. Mainly because it tickled her foot when the saw was cutting through her cast. She peppered the nurse with all kinds of questions about the saw and the vacuum and what else could the saw cut through and is that the only thing the saw is used for why doesn’t it cut through the soft stuff but it can cut through the hard stuff and yada, yada, yada. The nurse was good natured about the whole thing.
After the cast came off, she still had to use her crutches to go down to get an x-ray taken of her leg. I was kind of curious about what it would look like. Having never seen x-rays of a youngster’s leg, I had no idea I was looking at her growth plate until the doctor came in and set to show us some of the highlights. The break is still partly there, but it’s attached enough so that she can walk around without crutches. I noticed some atrophy in her lower leg, but I’m sure that will recover quickly now that she can use it again.
The doctor left open the possibility of her using a single crutch to help her around. She had her get up and try walking first with no crutches and then with a single crutch on the opposite side from the injured leg. She’d barely taken three steps with the crutch when he declared “No, we don’t want you doing that. No crutches.”
Still no gym or running and dancing for a couple more weeks. The doctors didn’t schedule another visit, so I’m assuming by then she’ll be good to go.
As happy as she is that she’s rid of the cast and her crutches, there is a down side she’ll come to realize. All those chores her brother had been doing for her will now be hers to do once again.