If you’ve ever suffered from a broken rib, then you’ll understand why I call it the invisible injury.
For at least a month after breaking a rib, simple, natural, everyday acts — coughing, sneezing, laughing, blowing your nose, or even pushing out a stubborn poop — can lead to excruciating pain.
You pray that no one comes up to you to give you a hug, to slap you on your back, or even to vigorously shake your hand.
And since you’re not wearing a cast, no one knows that you’ve got a broken rib.
At least when you have a broken arm or a broken leg, others can see that you’ve broken something, so, unlike with a broken rib, your injury is not invisible.
Written for the In Other Words prompt from Patricia’s Place. The challenge this week is to write a story or poem of five lines or fewer using the word “invisible.”