And by that I mean "it was hurting since last week."
Golden Boy had been complaining since last week that his hand was hurting. Now Im not one who rushes to the doctor every time my kids have a sniffle. But he'd been complaining about it for several days and despite my expert medical treatment (here take an Aleve) it wasnt any better. So off we went to the after hours clinic at the big bone doctor that rhymes with Shambell.
They did some xrays (one with him making an OK sign with index finger and thumb. whats next? shadow animals on the wall?) and the best they could come up with was a sprained or strained ligament on the side of his hand. So that got him a cast for 3 weeks and a recheck on tax day. The lovely robin's egg blue cast, just in time for Easter, was applied by the wonderful and friendly Roscoe, who just retired from my hospital after a bazillion years. He was very sweet to GB.
Yeah. That'll teach him to complain about something hurting. What? You've got a sore throat? Lets put a cast on it.
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