A Good Report

Charlotte went back to the doctor on Monday for a follow-up x-ray, and I’m happy to report that not only was wait much more reasonable this time, but also that her bone has not moved in the least bit.  This means that she got to keep the boot, instead of being casted, and Dr. Maxey even wants her to start putting a little weight on it.

“A little bit a stress helps it heal!” he cheerily told us.

Well, I’ve never heard that before, but, hey, he’s the doctor.  The one that just got back from vivisecting cadavers in Strasbourg, France.  “Did you know that the hospital in Strasbourg is the second one in the world that allowed vivisection?” he inquired.

Why, no.  But I do now.  And as long as what he does helps him be a better doctor, I’m all for it…whatever it is!

Charlotte goes back again in two weeks, at which time, I suspect, Dr. Maxey will tell her to wean herself from the crutches.  The boot should come off by the end of October, and he even said that we could sign her up for winter basketball, if she wanted to play.  So, Charlotte will play basketball, and Jeff will coach her team.  That should be a good time for all!

Life still seems a bit busier with Charlotte injured, though.  Getting out of the house becomes a major ordeal, and I’m finally remembering to add at least five minutes on to my targeted departure time.  Last week, I spent a lot of time angry at being late places, which is a total waste of energy, since the situation is what it is.  This week is better.

But adding to the complication now is the fact that Jeremy has outgrown his infant carrier, so he’s now in a big-boy car seat.  While the carrier wasn’t much fun to lug around, it definitely had its advantages.  Now, the stroller is getting a workout because I simply cannot carry him most places that we go.  He is a very wiggly baby who wants down everywhere, and that’s just not practical.  And now, we’ve lost the advantage of letting him stay asleep in his carrier if he happens to get that way while traveling in the car.  Jeremy inevitably wakes up when we unstrap him.

Sigh.  But I guess he has to grow!

On the bright side, Jeremy has finally decided that sleep during the day is a wonderful thing and is taking long naps both morning and afternoon.  I can put in the crib awake, he will talk for a few minutes, and then he’ll roll over on his tummy and saw logs.  He really is a good baby.

Who can believe that it’s officially fall?  Is anyone else getting this crazy, unseasonably hot weather?  I think we hit ninety today, which is a little bizarre in Illinois in late September.  But I guess that’s better than ice and snow, which, I’m sure, will be here before we know it.

Well, I guess that’s all from our way.  Hope that things are well at your place!