Today Max and company paid another visit to the Mary Bridge Children center. It has already been 4 weeks since he first started sporting the latest fashion in fiberglass. But as is the case with most fashion fads this one has now gone the way powdered wigs and whale bone corsets. Its a simple enough procedure. They have a little power saw that slices the cast right off, and since we live in the 21st century we have the technology that allows us to use power tools even on squirming little babies at no harm to them, woot.No doctor visit would be complete without Max adding some sort of lung exercise. Though this one was more like the competition that the previous exercises were building up to. Gee golly gosh, that kid got some lungs, it won't be long before Max is whooping up on both Uncle John and me in the Hood to coast.
For the finale to this ordeal was a bath, which Max actually enjoyed. He missed being able to splash around. Kind of hard when all you have are wet sponges for the past few weeks. He is already back to cruising around like the past 4 weeks never happened. Another plus to Max having his cast off is both Sarah and I will no longer have to endure every stranger that passes us by wanting an explanation on why a infant could have such an injury.
