Your story resonated with me and shared many pieces of my experience. I broke my left collarbone, its a good thing I’m a righty. I fell off my bike close to home so I chained it to a tree and walked up a massive hill cradling my arm, I screamed as I pulled off my shirt and hopped in a bath and decided it would be a tmr issue. I woke up without much pain, my body was probably processing the trauma still. I called my sister and she could hear me grating my teeth through the phone and she drove me to the medical center (which in America is the cheap alternative to ER). They sent me to the ER after - trigger warning - ::: spoiler spoiler Violently throwing up :::. There weren’t any orthopedic surgeons working on the weekend (what the hell). So on Monday morning I made 10-15 calls trying to find a doctor that was less expensive and “in network”. He took me two days later and did xrays and said the bone was displaced enough they could do surgery but he was being lazy and said I could let it heal by itself. I good to hear you recovered well! I’ve been applying to places for a cook position for abt two months before the incident. I like cooking and can’t cook for myself fully right now so my job hunt is on pause. I ran out of savings so I had to ask my estranged parents for some money while I’m recovering.