The big day

The long awaited day arrived last Friday, when Alex finally got his cast off! He wanted it off within hours of putting it on, so the month it took was like a year to him. He was very happy to have it off, until he had to walk. He didn't like the weakness of it and wouldn't walk for a few hours. Then he decided he wanted to go where and when he wanted to go there without waiting for me- and took off. He still limps a bit, but is much better. His poor skin took a beating from the dirt and sand he got up in the cast, and the parts along his toes where the padding rubbed off. My mom and I spent days and a lot of money on bandages and wraps to try and get the sores to heal. Thankfully, they did and the cast came off before he had a chance to wear in some new ones. A huge sigh of relief! No more carrying him to the potty, no more listening to his excuses of "I can't go to bed mom, my leg hurts." He still tries it with me, but it doesn't carry nearly as much weight anymore!