Entry FeedLast night I asked my husband how his hockey tournament was going. Great - they won their first two games, but he hurt his knee.
I didn't notice yesterday, but this morning I saw him limping to his car. Husband is a big, strong, tough man - it is not often that I see him vulnerable.
Me: What happened?
Daddy: I hurt it at hockey.
Me: How?
Daddy: Jumping over the boards to the ice.
Me: You know you're not a kid anymore, right?
Daddy: The boards were higher than normal.
Me: Yeah, sure.
Now he is injured, but has two more games today. Instead of R.I.C.E. (Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation) he is planning on playing.
This is not the Stanley Cup finals. He is not being payed to play. It is just a game. I wouldn't let my kids played injured, but he is an adult and can make his own decisions. Sometimes men really act like boys - and I think it gets worse the older they get.