You know those days when everything goes as planned? Really? What’s that like?
I had been kind of nervous about JP’s new cast for a few days prior to this morning. He seemed to be increasingly uncomfortable, especially when we tried to pick him up or touch his cast in any way. In addition to this, I had started noticing that his little toes were inching their way into the bottom of the cast, and, as of yesterday afternoon, part of his incision was visible at the top of it.
I had this conversation with my sister Joannie last evening, in which she gave me some sage advice:
Of course, I didn’t call. The clinic was closed, it wasn’t a real emergency, and there was cleanup, and dinner, and cleanup and bedtime and by then I decided to just wait until morning.
John Paul had a fitful night and cried out several times – probably everytime he rolled over. By morning, I could see well over an inch of his incision scar and his toes had all but disappeared. Yikes!
I made the phone call before the clinic even opened and left a message, but I assumed that there was no way they were going to tell me anything other than BRING HIM IN HERE NOW, because that cast was doing nothing for him at this point.
By the time I showered and packed, Patrick arranged to stay home with the boys for the day (best husband ever!), and brought John Paul to the car, (with JP screaming and me panicking the whole time) the cast was off. It just slipped right off his leg into my hand with little to no ceremony. EEK!!
The clinic was very busy, and Dr. Romnes was actually in surgery all day, but his wonderful, fabulous nurse took care of us and got an x-ray and sent it to him to view between his operations. He was so pleased with what he saw that he and the nurse decided that another cast was not necessary. Instead, she cut apart a knee brace, took out the metal brace part, straightened it out a little, placed it on the outside of his right leg, and wrapped the whole thing in an Ace bandage. And sent us back home.
So now his little foot is free to move at the ankle, and we can take the bandage off and bathe him periodically and let his skin breathe a little.
As for the x-ray, there was a noticeable difference in the bone growth at the new site, where the pins had been, and the bones had not shifted at all, despite the shifting of the cast. This was a huge relief! So John Paul is healing quite nicely despite himself and his squirmy-worminess!
..And now back to our Regularly Scheduled chaos…