No Cast of the Past

So, here’s where we stand. Mason broke his humerus (aka his “funny bone”). The doctor said it was a very slight fracture, but apparently slight fractures are treated the same way as any other fracture. Yesterday Mason’s temporary splint was removed and replaced with a hard cast. Apparently great strides have been made in the area of arm casts over the past several years (who knew?). Mason’s doctor actually recommended that he get his cast wet at least once a day — Mason can shower and bathe with it on, no problem. Also, the doctor said the cast is virtually indestructible and anything he could do before he had the cast (including riding the Ripstik), he should still be able to do. Before he can ride the Ripstik, he’ll have to be able to find it …

Susan leaves this Sunday for two weeks in Florida. Mason will have the cast on for three weeks. Other than helping him put on shirts and jackets and stuff like that, I’m not expecting a lot of extra hassle. As I mentioned yesterday, his cast is on his left arm and he is left handed (as are Susan and Morgan) so we’ll see how school goes in a week.

Believe it or not, I never broke a bone. I joked at lunch yesterday, “that’s because I never went outside as a kid,” but I sold myself short. I did an awful lot of break dancing, skateboarding, bicycle and motorcycle riding and karate as a kid. I guess I was just lucky.

Or, tough.

6 thoughts on “No Cast of the Past

  1. I have a theory about why you never broke a bone, because you’re the Monkey King. Just look at those monkey toes!

  2. Man, my nephews got a RipStick for Christmas. Maybe I should tell me brother he needs to preventively “lose it” somewhere.

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