X-Ray Vision
“AWESOME!” That was my 10-year old son’s reaction at 12:31 this afternoon. No, we were not at Toys R Us or Cold Stone Creamery or even Costco. We had just entered the X-Ray room at a local clinic to take pictures of his injured shoulder. I thought, that he thought, the machine looked really cool, but later he admitted that he was just trying to have a positive attitude. Wow, where did he get that from? At around 10:30, I got a call this morning from my wife, a teacher at his school, that my son had hurt his shoulder playing a game called “Capture the Golden Egg”. Once I detected that there was just concern in her voice and not fear, I reluctantly asked the question that any father of a future major league baseball player would ask, “which shoulder is it?” Unfortunately, it was his throwing shoulder. So I dropped everything I was doing -- actually I’m unemployed, I wasn’t doing anything -- and I called his doctor to make an appointment. Thirty minutes later, I had picked up my...