Castember update

Day 1 of Castember, which is what I have renamed this torturous 4 weeks of cast-hell, did not go so well.  There were (rightfully so) lots of tears from Liam and a lot of screaming too.  I don't know why the docs don't prescribe something stronger than Motrin for kids, but it sure would have been handy.  Liam got about 2 solid hours of sleep before waking up screaming.  We put him in our bed, gave him a dose of medicine, and then settled in for another hour of screaming.  He spent the night sleeping in 1 hour bursts, then crying for about an hour.  We think we logged a total of 5 non-consecutive hours of sleep that night.  Saturday morning was difficult too as we navigated the ins-and-outs of a non-walking Liam.  He was frustrated and angry that he had to be carried everywhere, and uncomfortable as he got used to the cast.  We were frustrated too at having to revert to having a child that needed so much hands-on entertaining again.  He did end up sleeping better last night, after we discovered that sliding a pillow under his cast while he is in bed helps to prop the leg into a comfortable position.

Day 3 turned out to be much better than expected.  We all woke up at 7am (which is sleeping in our house on a good day) and were elated that we actually got some decent blocks of sleep in.  I do have to admit that at 2am Liam woke up in pain.  We gave him some Motrin and put him back in bed between us.  Liam snuggled right up to me, forehead to forehead, and asked me to sing "Country Girl" by Luke Bryan to him.  While we ordinarily rock out to this song in the car, I did my best to turn it into a lullaby.  Not so easy when the first part goes like this:

"Got a little boom in my big truck/gonna open up the doors and turn it up/gonna stomp my boots in the Georgia mud/Gonna watch you make me fall in love/Get up on the hood of my daddy's tractor/Up on the toolbox, it don't matter/Down on the tailgate/Girl I can't wait/To watch you do your thang/Shake it for the rednecks rocking/Shake it for the young bucks sitting in the honky-tonks/For the rednecks rocking 'til the break of dawn/The DJ spinning that country song/Come on, come on, come on/Shake it for the birds, shake it for the bees/Shake it for the catfish swimming down deep in the creek/For the crickets and the critters, and the squirrel/Shake it to the moon, shake it for me girl/Aw, country girl, shake it for me/Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me/Country girl, shake it for me/Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me"

Bless his heart, my little dude actually fell asleep as I sang this to him, and managed to stay asleep more or less until 7.  As I was changing his diaper this morning on the floor, he moved his casted leg and said to me, "I can move it!"  I think he had been afraid to move that leg up until then, and this was a breakthrough for him.  He started flailing his cast around as he realized that although he couldn't walk on the cast, his movement wasn't completely limited.  This was a great realization for us too.  In fact, this afternoon he surprised me again as I had left him and Laney playing blocks in his room, and here he came scooching backwards out of the room on his tushy.  Laney showed him how to scooch around the house and he got really fast at it.  She even taught him how to crawl up the stairs and then scooch back down on his tush.  She really has been such a bright light for him the last 2 days, cheering him up more than Patrick and I ever could.  She has been drawing him very detailed get well pictures, hugging him, and volunteering to get things for him without even being asked.  Sister of the year!

I was so pleased to see my children interacting in this way, and Castember doesn't look as ominous as it did yesterday.  I hope this rose-colored view of the next 4 weeks is here to stay.