Could it be that the orthopaedist I took James to bore more than a passing resemblance to Denzel Washington??
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Sorry, I guess I should have led with that other part.
The part about James needing to see an orthopaedic surgeon.
See, he broke his hand. Third metacarpal of his left hand, to be exact.
He was out doing some stupid teenaged boy thing, namely riding dirt bikes with friends, when a tree jumped out in front of him.
When Fred and I saw it last night, we were like, "Yeah, that looks broken. It'll keep till tomorrow morning."
We have been parents of teenagers wayyyyy too long at this point.
Someone needs to remove us from the home.
So anyway, James went in with Fred to the hospital this morning, and got him an xray. Then I picked him up later and took him to see the orthopaedist which Fred had so nice and neatly arranged.
And the guy walks in and starts looking at films and pressing on James' hand and talking about metacarpals, all the while with that sly Denzel grin goin' on.
And every now and then he would look ever at me and ask me a question about the whole thing, and I would just answer,
"Flibberty fork."
And he would say,
"Excuse me?"
And I would be all like,
"Hvzkamenoff."
And he would say something about inflammation and alignment and I would politely nod and say,
"Incandescant" just to sound smart.
Then he kind of chuckled and told me something I'm sure I was supposed to remember about pain meds and ice and elevation and follow-ups, but it's all kind of a blur.
I'm sure James will be just fine. I don't even think it was his dominant hand or anything.
Meanwhile, I think I'll just go lie down for a bit so I can swoon without fear of falling.
Although maybe if I fell and broke my hand.....
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He does kinda look like Denzel, doesn't he?!? :) You always crack me up, but I really got a chuckle when I got to "I don't even think it was his dominant hand or anything." I once had a celebrity medical encounter too, but I'd much rather switch with you!! When I was 5 or 6 and had my tonsils out, the anesthesiologist putting me under looked exactly like Fred Gwyn, so I thought for sure that Frankenstein/Herman Munster was trying to kill me!!! ;)
ReplyDeleteOmg, Chris, that would have petrified me! I'll stick with my Denzel look-alike, thank you very much.
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