The big guy on the right was my uncle, a giant and a hero in multiple ways. He had a legitimate use for them too - having had both knees replaced after playing Football at Michigan State back circa 1972, and awaiting hip replacement.
But the "use" they served when he became addicted and found they helped ease the mental anguish associated with being the 1st provider who pronounced those kids deceased... was probably not-so-legitimate.
He retired early and died quietly in bed thanks to his "legitimate needs".
Broken ankle and torn ligaments? I've had both, and worse, and never used opiates.
Get over it and stay alive.