Week 6, it ends and begins...

So here we are, a week away from when the cast comes off....

And in some ways, we're doing so good, I am shocked.

It's amazing what just becomes apart of your life when you do it for long enough.

Our days have their rhythm.  I drop noch off late, pick him up early, bring him up the stairs to our house and back down.

Devorah,  nochys big sister can take him to the bathroom and get him ready and into bed (including always remembering to prop up each ankle with a blanket or he'll wake up in the middle of the night screaming in pain if we forget).

It's just become life, and the time flew by, it's almost over.

That's the good, the hard is how clear it is to me now that life is not really about to change with the brace instead of the cast.

He will only be able to take it off at night to go up to his room, shower, go to the bathroom and get into bed. That's it. And possibly physical therapy,  and swimming once a week.

So this six week stint in a wheelchair will really be a year, and though I kinda intellectually knew that already, for some reason I was in denial until people started asking nochy if he's excited to get his casts off next week and he answered in the  affirmative.

So now we need to temper that, because it will be a touch easier, but not crazily.

I spoke to his teachers last night to make sure they were still ok, and I could hear that this was hard for them too though being the amazing people they are told me it's totally fine and they just want to make it work for nochy. But the classroom is small and he likes to run people over because he likes to do things independently.

And that's it for now.

Here we are smiling for the camera and on a trip to jewel. I forgot how crazy the whole thing looks until we go somewhere public like Jewel and people stare- its a little crazy.