Broken, that is. My son took a fall yesterday. He was running and goofin’ around with his friends. Some how, he ended up bracing himself with his hands. FWIW, this is called a FOOSH = falling on out stretched hands.
I took him for an x-ray, and we lucked out in that it isn’t broken. It still hurts like heck, soft tissue injuries always seem to hurt and swell.
The good news is . . .
I got to hang out with my son for the day. We had a blast together.