DH and I thought he was going to be finished with our broken-down car on Sunday, but he had an accident and hurt his right middle finger (perhaps a relevant point here is that he is left-handed).  His mother, sister and niece [I wasn't there and he hadn't even called me yet] were trying to talk him into going to get it x-rayed, but to no avail.  He said it really wasn't that painful; mostly it felt "stretched" from the swelling.  When I asked him if he could move it, he said he could bend it in the middle but the tip was pretty swollen, so he couldn't bend the first joint.

Once he was home later that day, I asked him some set of questions that led him to say he was not experiencing much pain, but the nail bed was still throbbing.  I chuckled and said, "For the record, most people consider 'throbbing' to be pain -- just so you know for future reference."  LOL

Well, today, the swelling spread toward his palm, the pain picked up just a little bit, and one of his co-workers, Dave, thought he really should have it checked.  Since Dave has been in both farming and the Navy, DH assumes he is familiar with injury and just "grinning and bearing it" most of the time, so Dave's reaction is what finally motivated him to call his doctor.  He went for xrays about 10:00 this morning, but then had to wait all day to hear the results.  He and his friend looked at the xrays and didn't see anything.

He finally received a call tonight:  it's broken in AT LEAST two places! 

I have always teased my husband about being insensitive (that is, not empathetic toward the pain and discomfort of other people), but now we have "empirical" proof!  LOL

Please don't misunderstand me:  I do sympathize with him, although I do find it curious that he feels so little pain relative to the magnitude of his injury.  I think both of us are just blessed right now to be focusing on the fact that things could be so much worse, and kind of taking this in stride -- even finding whatever humor that can be found in it.

-L.