Kid in a Cast
The euphoria of getting a cast on and telling people about his injury has worn off. My son has started to realize his limitations, and he’s a kid who doesn’t like limitations of any sort. Yesterday was the first day of school in a cast. The main problem at school was what to do at recess. He’s usually the organizer for schoolyard soccer and other games like steal the flag and flag football. He said he was “so bored” while all the other kids were playing. He was practically in tears over this.
My husband helped him think of how he could play frisbee golf without running (can’t picture it myself, actually) and he went to school today armed with equipment to make recess tolerable. When I suggested marbles, he looked at me like I was marbles. He doesn’t want to do sit down things at recess. He wants to move. DUH! So my suggestion to find his sister was met with consternation. “All she does is sit around and talk!” he whined. That’s what I’d do if I was at recess. But I’m an XX and he’s an XY and apprently the two are worlds apart. I learn this more every day that I am a mother to this boy and a wife to my husband.
I looked around for ideas of things to do with kids in casts. This website had ideas on how to take care of your injury and had links to fun games to play online. I’ll suggest to my son that he may want to check that out if he wants.
The other thing I did to make his life tolerable was order a Zimm Zamm from the Vermont Country Store. They have very cool items from the past. I remember hitting my Zimm Zamm for hours. It’s essentially a tether tennis game. The beauty of it is you only have to move your upper body to play.
I hope it gets here soon.
August 25th, 2007 at 1:42 pm
When my son broke his arm a couple years ago, I made sure he got a water proof cast. We spent a whole bunch of time at the pool for a while. He was 4, so couldn’t swim anyway, so the shollow end was perfect.