Argy's plaster cast has been removed. The joy of a liberated arm was bettered only by the use of a noisy power tool.
The hard white shell has been kept as a temporary souvenir - a reminder of five weeks of tricky bath-times; funny dressing; and victorious cast weaponry (never take on a sibling sporting half a kilo of plaster).
Was he brave? It must be a little daunting having a power tool that close to your arm!
ReplyDeleteTwo arms are better than 1!!
ReplyDeleteThat's impressive bravery and machinery!
ReplyDeleteyay!!!
ReplyDeletewelcome back arm.
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What a relief, for all of you, except maybe when it comes time to brandish your casts and...uh oh...
ReplyDeleteWas it a bit stinky under there? Bill's arm was a bit on the bugle when his cast was taken off. You must have one happy fella there, it must be so liberating to have that arm freeeee!! xo
ReplyDeleteHooray for the removal of the cast. Sending you lots of well wishes for it to never return!!!
ReplyDeleteExcellent. But I can't believe you mentioned not a word about the smell. Niiice.
ReplyDeleteyay! that its off :D and yeah one should never mess with someone with a club attached to their arm lol
ReplyDeleteWell done!! Plaster hurts - when my husband had an ankle reconstruction he kicked me all night & i had cut up ankles!! Love Posie
ReplyDeleteWas his arm all shrinky and wrinkly under there?
ReplyDeleteYay!
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