when you follow a group of friends and you always see them talking on your dash and you want to join in and be friends with them but you have the social skills of a rock so you just sit there watching like
I remember telling myself yesterday morning that my ribs were still in pain and ignoring them would not be good. And then I went about my day as if my ribs were fine, because I had a priority list and my ribs were not on it.
I REGRET THAT CHOICE.
On the other hand, I slept like the nearly-dead. Almost dead, but still a little pain. SO, good enough.