The Bear visited the orthopedic specialist today who confirmed that he did indeed sustain a hairline fracture to his ankle. But the good news is that he can still play basketball with the aid of a special brace.
Actually, we all left the doctor's office in smiles: The Bear because he realized just how close his basketball season came to ending before it began; we, his parents, because he got the kind of chewing out from the medical staff that every parent gives their child for some sophomoric behavior that has a tendency to aggravate at best and cause possible harm at worst but that the child ignores because he thinks his parents are ______(choose your own adjective - we've all been there).
The Bear isn't the kind of boy that wears his pants so low that the waistband is down around the knees. No, nothing like that. His clothing problem is his choice of footwear. The doctor brought his flip-flop wearing days to an immediate end. It seems that shoes are designed to protect feet. Who knew? Well, we did, but parents don't count so we offer a debt of thanks (and several hundred dollars) to the doctor who spelled it out so clearly.
That's the breaks. Thankfully, the one on the ankle wasn't more severe.
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