It always bothered me that all the guards in stealth games noisily trudge around each other, yawning, complaining, coughing, but if they hear a whisper of a footstep coming from you they instantly find it highly suspicious and worthy of immediate investigation. Like, how do they know it's not just another one of their noisy buddies?
I've broken many bones in my life, but the standout is my hip. I was 34 when I fractured the femoral neck in my hip joint. When I get up after sitting on a chair/couch for a while, my hip pops LOUD, and normally is pleasant feeling (sometimes really, really not), but anyone in earshot immediately looks to me with alarm because they can't place what popped to make the sound.
Me: points to hip--> it's my hip cracking, don't worry!
Them: 🤮
I once tore my hamstring playing Ultimate on a wet field. I thought I heard a sound like a giant rubber band snapping when it happened but I figured I was just imagining it. But then everybody came running over to me saying "what was that sound?"
I broke my leg as a teenager and the way they set the cast caused a buildup of scar tissue in my knee. So now if it gets too cold or if I overwork my knee it will lockup or send a sudden shocking pain down my leg.
That's awful, I'm sorry. May I ask how you broke your leg?
I'm in a similar position (I've gone into detail in previous posts). I remember, while waiting for the EMTs to arrive immediately after the injury, comforting myself by thinking "at least it's not forever." Even one of the nurses who rolled me into the OR said "in a few years you won't even think about this." Turns out it is forever (from my viewpoint) and I think about it nigh constantly.
Life is good in general, but you're right. This part sucks.