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Randy, Lainey, Dylan, and I hit the road this morning, headed for…

Today was the day for Dylan’s cast removal!  It’s been four weeks, and we were all very ready.

This wasn’t Dylan’s first time at the rodeo….he remembered that the cast-cutter tickles.

He giggled the whole time.

The cutter isn’t actually cutting, per say.  It’s a pretty dull semi-circle blade that vibrates at a high speed.  So, there’s no way to actually cut the skin underneath.  But, it LOOKS like it is!

All the cutting is done, so time for the clamp to open it…she let Dylan help out with this part.

They cracked it open like a walnut and, voila….

After the cast was removed, we all looked at it and commented on how good it looked.  Dylan was quiet, just looking.  No mention of anything missing…we wondered what his reaction would be.  Then, the nurse began to wash his leg with a soapy rag and she must have bumped the stitches.  He got really upset and cried.  I’m sure they are tender, and he was hesitant to have us touch them again.

They told us that there are stitches on the inside that will dissolve.  The ones on the outside will fall off, she said in around a week.  There is also quite a bit of scabbing.  It strikes me that the scar looks like a smile.  (especially with those 2 spots that came off in the shower tonight!)

He can have baths, as long as he doesn’t soak too long.  They want him to hold off on swimming until the outside stitches fall off.

After we talked to the physician assistant for a while, we were sent to the braces room for his pressure sock.  He got nervous when we went in the room, knowing the sock would have to touch his leg.  The tech was as nice as can be, and said that momma could do it.  Dylan decided daddy was the better choice.

The sock is more like a pair of pants.  A hole for his long leg to fit through, and a closed-end sock on the other.  Then, the waist band goes up like pants.  It fit well, and even looks comfy to me.  They gave us 6 and we’re to wash/dry them with our other laundry.   He fussed while it was put on, but then was fine.  The thought of it touching was worse than the actual touch.

On the way out, we made our next appt for June 6th.  He’ll have the mold taken for his new leg that day!  Oh my, we’re almost there!

It’s fuzzy, but this was the shot of the two tired children on the way home.  And, Lainey NEVER falls asleep in the car.

The boy totally deserved cake after today!