That hurts!

I bet you're wondering if we have any modern conveniences on Monkey Island. You want to know if there's any modern technology or civilization here, or are we completely isolated. Well, actually, we do have technology. Boy monkeys tend to get hurt, so at the very least, we have to have at least one vet and an x-ray machine.
Today our Monkey in the Middle informed me that his pinky hurt. In fact, it's been hurting for two weeks. He and his monkey friends were playing basketball and he "did something to it". Of course, not once in two weeks did he mention this to me, the caretaker, who would have been sure to provide him with prompt medical attention. So today he got out of school early and went to see the doctor. There's a bit more to the deal. Middle Monkey is an accomplished violinist. He plays in a chamber group at a respected music school, too. What did his director tell him just after he was selected as one of the best of the best for this chamber group? "Don't get hurt!" Aarrrgh. Never say anything like that to a teenage boy. It's just an invitation to visit the emergency room!
So now we wait to find out if he's broken anything. Don't try to spot the break on the x-ray above. That's for illustration purposes only. That's a completely normal hand. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play doctor??