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.