I know how that feels, get well soon.
Years ago, a buddy of mine crashed on one of our rides up Hotham on sports bikes. He hit a tree at very big speed. 11 broken ribs, broken sternum, punctured lung, displaced heart. Other than the ten minutes of serenity of the first ambulance's blue whistle, he pretty much screamed for four hours, died twice and revived twice, by two ambulance bros, the last time with the big needle in the lung, then helicoptered to the Alfred, put in a coma for three weeks, wired up chest, all good now, but doesn't ride any more.
So, yeah, ribs hurt.