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CIT Day 18--Cast Removal!

Although we're not done with the program until tomorrow, they removed the casts today. It was amusing as we had the girls stand there in the waiting room to take a few last pictures with their casts on.

They smiled and posed.



Then I asked them to raise their casts.



Then I asked them to put them down.



Now up again!



Then I asked them to do the Hokey Pokey and they wouldn't!

It was off to find scissors and being the joyful removal. Peggy found her inner fiend as she prepared to cut. Ashley looks a bit frightened.



Peggy got hold of herself and did the cutting properly. No blood was spilled.



Look!!! I have an arm again!!



Then it was off to the bathroom to take care of Stinky Arm. A good washing was in order.



We left them to their work after that and decided to leave the hospital to get the suburban washed. I had no idea it was free car wash day at Brown Bear and was happy to take advantage of that freebie. Then we got lost on Magnolia and ended up hitting up the Essential Baking Co. for some bread with which to make sandwiches.

We went back to find the girls and followed the delicious scent of cookies. Apparently we weren't supposed to see them mixing the dough.



I was pushed from the kitchen and sent on my way.

Later I went looking for them again and found this in the kitchen.



I then found them down the hall doing this!



When I asked about the cookies I was shushed and told that they were actually making something with broccoli and we weren't allowed to see it or to have any until tomorrow. Uh huh...suuuuuure.

Oh! Before I forget, here's the picture she painted yesterday. Using only her right hand. A duckie!! It's not the duckie of comfort but it's a close relative. Didn't she do an awesome job?




And tomorrow is the very last day of Constraint Induced Therapy. It's been an awfully long month in some ways---and quite fast and short in others. I'd do it all again in a heartbeat.

If you've read along with me this long---thanks so much. Ashley has wonderful people in her life and I'm thankful for each and every one of you for your love and encouragement.

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