I Jinxed It...

The other day I was thinking about a month before my graduation from BYU-Idaho I got mono, Marc is about a month away, what could happen to him? Wrong question to think! Here is what happened...

My poor husband broke his hand! Here is the story. He has been working out with a friend to help fill an assignment for the friends class. They have been lifting weights and boxing. I usually go and sit in the grass at the park and read. I decided to stay home on Saturday. Marc got home about 5:30 and when he walked in the door I knew something was wrong. The look on his face was pretty readable. I asked what was wrong and he said "I'm really really sorry", again I asked what was wrong. After a little hesitation he said, "I think I broke my hand", he held it up for me to see and his right hand along his pinky was pretty swollen. I got up and said let's got to the hospital. He reminded me that there is an urgent care just down the street. I don't know how I kept so calm, I am a panicer when it comes to any kind of pain, me or others! We grabbed ice, and got in the car. I didn't realize until we were almost home that I was in such a rush to leave, I forgot to lock the door! Good thing we are in Rexburg! We got in and out in about an hour. They took some x-rays and told us that it was displaced, meaning the bone moved, but also that the bone was broken just under the knuckle on his pinky. Since it was Saturday, we couldn't go to the Orthopedic Surgeon, and they aren't authorized to set bones in their office. They were going to call and make the appointment then call us. We waited until 1 when we finally called, they still hadn't done anything so we offered to do it ourselves. They wouldn't let us and about 10 minutes later said the doctor would meet us at the urgent care office. They had us go into what looked like the supply/emergency room. They explained that they could give him an IV into his hand that would help block the pain of setting the bone, or they could give him a few numbing shots in his knuckles to dull the pain, or they could just do it without anything. Marc decided for sake of money and our shared fear of needles, he was going to do it, as my mom said, "the Joseph Smith" way, and just tough it out. I couldn't look, but they laid him down on the bed, pulled up the side to let him squeeze the railing and popped it back. I heard one loud pop, and a big sigh. Marc said he felt like yelling bad words, but when I asked him if he would have rather had meds, he said no. It is now is a water activated fiberglass and an ace bandage. He isn't too happy about having to wear it at graduation!
So, how did it happen? Well, I told him we should make up a good story like, we were at the mall and some guy started cay calling to me and he got mad and decked the guy. He didn't like that, but the truth is, he did hit someone in the head! While boxing with wraps and gloves, he hit the other guy hard in the head. They were both wearing helmets, but his wrist tweaked and broke it. He hit a wall about 6 years ago and broke the same hand in the same spot. He said he got in the car and knew that it was broken! Poor guy! He doesn't like having to do things left handed, but I am trying to teach and help him! Moral of the story, try not to jinx someone into breaking a bone!