As we near the end of October, my family and I are emerging from likely the most challenging fall sports season we have ever endured. There is just no other way to describe it. To be honest, there have been some tests of our resiliency and some soul searching, but it now appears we've come out on the other side okay.
Here's the situation. I don't mean to be dramatic, but you're going to want to brace yourself:
My son - who plays catcher - broke his thumb on a play at the plate in only the second game of the fall baseball season.
I'll give you some time for gasping and clutching your pearls.
What?
Perhaps you were thinking of something more serious? Perhaps a torn ACL? Tommy John surgery? A coaching scandal of some sort? A foul ball taken to the head?
No, just the thumb. The left one, to be exact.
Okay, okay. I do realize that on the spectrum of sports injuries this is not a tragedy. Also, he is but a young freshman, not a Varsity player. In fact, it's not as if we're even in the midst of the actual spring high school season.
It was a very small fracture in his thumb which based on the advice we received on our trips to the pediatrician, the radiologist, and the orthopedist required a brace, not a cast, and a mere three to four week period of rest.
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