Hannah's appointment went well yesterday. She was really nervous and you could tell. My heart went out to her.
They took the cast off and we washed it up really good then they took her off for x-rays.
The news that came back was music to my ears: healed!
No need for surgery. Even the doc was shocked. He admitted that he was prepared to give us the news that surgery was needed.
Now I just have to get used to the idea that it's okay to use her arm again. She won't even try to write. Good luck to me.
Here's a look at that alien arm:
I probably didn't help the situation when I told her that the arm probably had a mind of it's own now, being an alien arm and all. And that I sure wouldn't want to sleep with it, it might try to attack me in my sleep.