When We Sense Something's Wrong

We want to be validated for our pain. I get it.

We went to Mexico a few weeks ago for Spring Break and on day two, Max was in the tide pools looking for brittle stars with his older cousin, when a very large rock came down on his right hand. We iced it and FaceTimed my dad back in Montana (it really is nice to have a doctor in the family), who spoke to an orthopedist friend who advised us to watch it…