Dear Brooklyn,
Today we went to your doctor's appointment so Dr. Valencia could check on your arm.
They took x-rays and then your dad checked you and Molly's reflexes while we waited for the doctor to come in.
The news from the doctor was both good and bad. Good: because you were ready to graduate from your full cast to a short cast. Bad, because they would have to saw your old cast off.
As soon as you saw the saw, you freaked. You tried to get away so I put you on my lap and held you while they sawed the cast off. It was a little traumatic so I promised you some ice cream if you were brave.
Once the cast was off you wouldn't move it and you were freaking out a little bit about not have anything on it so I held it still for you while they cleaned your arm and got ready to put the new cast on.
About ten minutes later your arm was decked out with a shiny new, pink cast. It was beautiful and you were finally calm.
We set an appointment for four weeks to remove this cast and we were off to get that ice cream I promised you.
I think that ice cream made it worth it. Ice cream pretty much fixes everything.
Now, maybe tomorrow you will try bending your elbow a little bit...
Sincerely, Mom
