I fractured both my tibia and fibula in my left leg goat hunting in Kodiak in October 2010. The surgery to repair it involved reaming out the marrow in my tibia, and pounding a titanium rod into the space with a mallet, and securing with three screws. Recovery was long, drawn out and painful, but much better than losing my leg, which we found out later was a very real possibility if I hadn't gotten surgery in time. 8 weeks totally non weight bearing on crutches, then another two months in a walking cast.I couldn't drive at all while I was in the cast, which meant I got farmed out to both my parents and my inlaws for the time that Luke had to go to work out of town. It wasn't all bad though, I did get to spend a lot of quality time with family and friends and if I had to be incapacitated, better that it happened at the beginning of the winter instead of during prime hunting season.
All said, I was out of work for 5 months, because as a nurse I needed to be able to stand for 12 hours before I could go back. I did physical therapy twice a week for 4 months, and tried to look at that like it was my job while I was off-- I really credit the amazing job my therapists did, combined with the amount of work I put into it with getting me first walking without a limp and then hiking again. I did my first black bear hunt 7 months post injury, but I still wasn't walking very well. I rode my bike hard all summer and then walked and hiked as much as I could tolerate to get strong enough to chase sheep and caribou with Luke in August, though I was taking quite a bit of Tylenol.
A year and half later, I think I am finally back to about 100% now, although the leg still bothers me sometimes. More than anything, I guess the forced immobility helps me stay motivated to exercise and stay active now...being forced to sit in a recliner for six months really makes you appreciate being able to get up and move.
Here I am at the shooting range helping sight in a new scope a few weeks after my surgery:
Hang in there Aron, it will get better!