Not Broken?

earlier this week, Joe slipped and fell on a patch of ice in front of the house while waiting for the bus. Not only has he had the flu this week, he's been dealing with a very painful left hand. Officially, it's not broken but it sure bothers him. Joe was so convinced that he had a "broken bone" that he actually had the color of his cast picked out, red. He thought a cast might be cool. I told him when I was a little girl, I hurt my foot and tried to convince my mom that she should buy me crutches. Go figure. The doctor suggested that we keep it iced and wrapped with an ace bandage but, that lasted an entire 5 minutes. I can't imagine the complaining if he had to wear a cast for any length of time. He of course is using it as an excuse to get out of so many things. They said it could actually take a few weeks before the bruising and swelling goes down. My poor Joe Joe.