Maybe it is growing up. Sometimes I've been having loathesome thoughts of the "Kids these days! When I was your age...." variety. And like that some of the sadistic stuff I used to love seems kind of... childish. I swore I would never get old that way.

I don't even want to go out and play like that!

I hope not. He's been really frustrated for a while with the loss of autonomy and feeling trapped in your apartment. I don't know if the chip would start up that early. He's actually faced less longterm physical damage and stress in the fall.