When I Came to Christmas Dinner in a Cast, My Son Mocked Me—Then the Cops Walked Through the Door Christmas dinner cast injury was not how I had imagined spending this holiday season. Yet, there I was, navigating the snow-covered path with my crutches, my foot encased in a bulky cast. The cold air bit at my cheeks as the familiar crunch of snow beneath my feet echoed with the weight of years — thirty-three years, to be exact — in this house that once felt like a sanctuary but now only brought pa