A friend at church saw my cast and chuckled ruefully and told me, “Yeah, I’ve been debating going in. I may have broken my elbow ice-skating yesterday.”
I said something about taking good care of it if he did, but I think what really got him to go in and get it checked was simply acknowledging the thing out loud.
Turns out, yes, it was.
Ah, the slings and errors of outrageous fortune…