He's really not in pain, just scared.  The saw was "freaky".

It had been four weeks since the broken arm incident at school.  Four weeks of carrying his whole arm cast around.  Four weeks of staying inside for recess.  Four weeks of playing soccer with his cast and landing on it.  Wednesday was our day to see doctors.  In the morning Job went in to see Dr. K for his arm.  His cast was removed by the painfully scary saw.  They pried open the cast and Job looks down at his arm.  "It's so small!  What did you do to me?!"  He yelled at the top of his lungs.  I so wanted to face palm.  Really, what did you do to me?  Sometimes he's so vocal.  He was taken into to x-ray and it's healing but not straight.  He'll probably always have a crooked wrist.  There is a chance that it'll straighten out but probably not.  It's not bad enough for surgery though.  They placed another cast on him.  However this time it is a short arm cast that glows in the dark.  Kid you not, it lights up.  Still figuring out how to photograph that.  We were in and out in 1 1/2 hours.  Not bad considering everything that was done.  The afternoon, we had an appointment with the orthodontist.  Usually this kid isn't expensive but this year he's our golden child.  He lost a bracket about a week earlier and they reattached that and inserted a new wire and some power chains.  They were surprised that his bottom teeth had moved so quickly.  They weren't expecting it.  It was unfortunate he inherited my teeth.