It's been a little over three weeks since I broke my leg. I'm going stir crazy. I can at least drive now so getting out of the house is not the issue. The issue is that I can't do anything around the yard or garden or pond and there is lots to do. In two weeks (I wish it were sooner) I'm going to have out-patient surgery. The way the good doctor explained it to me when I saw him was.....I could go six weeks or more on the crutches or I could have surgery and be on them for maybe one week after the surgery. Guess what I chose. Yup...surgery. What he's going to do is drill into where the break is and insert bone glue. Yes, bone glue. Who'd a thunk it? Apparently it hardens in about a week or less. He told me I'd curse him the first few days as it is hardening but after that I'll be good as new or better. I was lucky when I fell that the coral he put in the first time I broke that leg acted as a rock which prevented this break from being worse. The bad thing is that a partial break takes longer to heal than a full break.
At least now I don't have to wear that darn long leg brace. After I'm healed, though, I think I'll get a small knee brace to wear when I'm out and about in the yard, etc. It is said that third time is a charm but I don't think that applies to broken bones.
Y'all have a safe day and remember: believe nothing of what you hear and only half of what you see.