First Cast, Twice Removed

When I took Norah to the appointment where the orthopedist decided to put her in a short-term cast, he warned me. He said that as the swelling went down, kids Norah's size can sometimes "shuck the cast like an oyster shell". Maybe he's originally from the east coast, because that analogy didn't make any sense to me, but I sure am glad he warned me that it could happen!
On Monday night - just one week after getting her cast in the first place - Mark was helping Norah get her shirt off for bed and sure enough, the cast slid right off with her shirt sleeve! We decided to make her put it back on until I could talk to the doctor. I spoke with his nurse on Tuesday evening and she said that as long as Norah wasn't complaining of any pain I not only didn't have to make her wear the thing, I didn't even have to bring her in again! Hooray for (slightly) smaller doctor bills!!
We officially removed the cast on Wednesday before nap time. By that evening, Norah was doing handstands against the wall of the living room. I think she's all in one piece again. The cast is also all in one piece, which means Norah will have a memento of her time as an "invalid" and the myriad of signatures she accumulated will remain in tact.
She'll have to find a hiding place to keep it away from her little sister, though. Penny has already taken to slipping it on (almost up to her shoulder) and running through the house yelling, "Oh nooo! My arm is brokened!!"