Separated shoulder

We had just arrived home from Lake Powell the night before. I was sound asleep in bed when the phone rang. So asleep that my thought process wasn't "the phone is ringing this early, there must be something wrong". Instead I was thinking, "noone even knows we're home yet so I'm going to sleep through this phone ringing". Liz got it.
It was our neighbor who went bike riding with Bob that morning. Yep...Bob was hurt. I hate that pit in your stomach when you hear bad news. I grabbed some clothes on and drove off to meet them (thankfully Liz went and told Tanner so he came with me--he knows where they ride).
About an hour, and a lot of pain, later the doctor at the ER told us Bob had a separated shoulder. It's actually something like a third degree separation of the AC. In layman terms, his ligament tore which held the bone in place so his bone is now separated and kind of free floating. You can see the bump up by his shoulder. In everyday terms it means Bob should be taking pain killers and letting it heal in a sling. He's doing neither. They laughed at him in the ER when they put the sling on and not 10 seconds later he asked what was going to happen when he didn't actually wear it. :)
We find out in about a week what the next steps are. I was going to take a picture of his broken helmet but he's already taken it back to Brady to get a new one...looking forward to matching shoulders already??