He's home...he's baaaacccck.....and he's......
CASTED.....temporary for now, "Permanent" tomorrow when he sees his orthopaed .... yup .... home for FIVE DAYS ... and he slips, falls in the neighbors yard on wet grass .... and gets a boxer's fracture of his fourth metacarpal.....Anybody remember that Sonny and Cher song? You know the one ... "And the Beat goes on ......"
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He's casting his net wide?
A cast a day keeps the doctor well paid?
"Cast on!" (pause)(pause) "Cast off!" (pause)(pause) "The Caster!"
Tell him that you'll keep doing bad cast puns all the time until he goes for a few months without requiring plaster for anything. Or that next time he'll get pastel pink and you'll write "I love my mom!" in big letters on it or something embarrassing like that...
I hope they at least put your name on a bench by the walkway to the orthopedist's.
All would work, except the pink cast thing...he has already asked me to take him to the king's ortho rather than his (how pathetic, my 3 year old has his own ortho..and my 15 year old has HIS own!) since the King's ortho offers colored casting including the hot pink that he would love to have.
No such luck though...its a regular ol' ugly cast...unless they operate (which I guess is also a possibility based on the type of fracture-if they operate..then it is no cast)