1. Cast off, cast on.
The long leg cast is off and a shorter cast is on. T’s bones are healing and X-rays didn’t reveal any complications. I was able to inspect the leg while they were switching casts and it didn’t look like there was too much muscle atrophy so that was a praise. His new cast is fitted with a shoe and the surgeon cleared him to begin weight bearing.
2. Hi-ho, hi-ho.
It’s off to therapy we go. We have two of our three weekly sessions behind us and Travis is working hard. I was pleased to see him be able to semi-support his weight for about 30 seconds at the end of the first session. He, sensing my approval, threw in a quick request to his favorite big box store as a reward and I complied.
It was for the children, you know.
3. Peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
Now that T is in a short cast, we are MOBILE. He and I went to the Farmer’s Market and came home with oodles of peaches, cucumbers, and tomatoes. I fired up the canner and spent most of last weekend making jams and jellies and relishes and syrups. Craig enabled me and bought a pressure canner and after saying a prayer to the canning gods and making sure that our insurance covered exploding pots exiting the house via the roof, I held my breath and pressured some yellow eyes and I’m happy to report that no Carpools were harmed in the making of the beans.
4. That Rocky theme song where he runs up the stairs.
I’ve been in training but not for myself. A lot of my days have been spent training my replacement and this week I turned her loose so she can run and be free and go leaping through the meadows
and take all the phone calls and I am cautiously optimistic that by next week I will be out of the day to day stuff altogether and just be a phone-a-friend for when she needs help. Hooray!
5. Sept 10.
That’s the day Travis goes back to school and I get my computer back.
Have a nice day.