Well Harry got his cast off yesterday. Poor little man freaked out when they started up the grinder thingy they use to remove casts. I had to hold him down while they got it off. Then he had to have another x-ray and he freaked out getting that. I am trying to comfort him and the x-ray guy is saying don't talk to him it will just make him worse. What the?? He is fine now though, he had to get used to walking on his leg again but now he is getting around fine. Running, jumping etc. Mind you I am a bit paranoid that he is going to hurt himself again. Doesn't help that MIL seems to think there is nothing wrong with him getting back on her trampoline again. I cannot believe she hasn't put the thing away. It is at least 15 years old, but "in all the years we've had it there has never been an accident" Until now!! But it doesn't matter what Stephen and I say, she will do what she wants anyway. So us telling her we don't want Harry playing on it anymore doesn't mean anything. ](*,) She will just put him on it one day when we are there and when nothing happens she use that as proof that she is right and we are unreasonable. GRRR.
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