Two years ago we had the first set of leg casts for The Kid, and we've had more since. Once a year he wears them, on average.

Just like in Christchurch, Invercargill hospital put us on a waiting list and said it would be "sometime in the next four months" that we'd get them.

But then a phone rang this morning and they asked if we'd be up for doing it TOMORROW and I'm, like, huh?


Okay, tomorrow.

Jesus. Tomorrow.

Let's breathe in, breathe out, and think what's involved. You can do it, Maria, we've done this before.