Last week I went in for a follow-up appointment with my family doctor and she said my report said I had SEVEN broken ribs, not four. Maybe the senior radiologist over-rode the weekend guy's evaluation. Family doc had no trouble justifying another couple weeks of prescription pain-killers. I have to keep a log though so I don't forget when I took what, and so I can try out different schedules for each one.
Friday night I got hiccups and it was just miserable - every single hic was like being punched in the chest. Lasted about an hour.
Recently I've been a lot better but I still have a long way to go. I no longer have waves of intense pain; it's more like just being really sore all the time with occasional waves of moderate pain when I move my arm or torso the wrong way. I dread getting another case of hiccups though... or sneezing or serious coughing; that would still be agony.
Diablo Wife has been taking good care of me, and Diablo Dog is understanding of the shorter, slower walks. My bike has cobwebs on it already.