My husband used to play soccer as a teenager. On this occassion, he fell, hurting his wrist. He said it was so painful that he passed out. The attending medical folks diagnosed a bad sprain. He was told to take it easy....nothing strenuous. Above all, they told him to have it checked out if he was in pain or if the swelling did not go down. That night, because he was *FINE*, he packed up his camping gear and loaded a canoe onto his car for a little mid-quarter fishing trip (no matter that school was still in session!!!). He paddled around the lake, set up camp, did lots of fly fishing and three days later decided to have his wrist checked out at the hospital as the swelling had only increased. They admitted him immediately and sent him to surgery where he almost lost his hand. Today, he has about a 7 inch scar above his wrist where his wrist is held together with steel rods. *shaking my head* This is the same man who once called me on the phone and said, "Honey, do we still have insurance?" LOL Some things never change!