It's the other hand this time, and the bullet we dodged last year with the hand break (yes, it has been a whole year... you are a whole year older... this too shocked me!!)
Anyway,
This time the blast was dead on. It's not only broken in three places, but each break extends shardlike into the joint. Right now, the pinkie is back in the straight position, but it is stuck in the straight position and except for the rare British tea party he may attend, this might prove awkward for a man.
And while we do appreciate the dodgeball coach who took it upon himself to jerk the digit lengthwise to repair what he mistook as a jam... next time... next time, maybe just send the boy to the school nurse. She spotted the break immediately, clued in by the swelling, the fact that the finger yawned off to the left crookedly, and the dead giveaway, the nail of the pinkie was on the side of the digit, rather than at it's customary position on the top.
Anyway, surgery tomorrow morning and we'll see from there.
The surgical nurse advised, maybe a job to cover for gas, insurance and injuries?