I remember when I broke my foot it gave me a new respect for people with disabilities!  I was in a cast for almost a year in fact I was recast it after the first time I can't imagine having screws put in or anything like that!

Besides listening to your bride, listen to your own body, too!  Oftentimes the medical professionals are just working from a script and don't know each case as well as they should.  Thus, your PT was trying to get you to do exercises without knowing your surgical details like they should have.

I've known a couple of people who had to avail themselves of the knee scooter, and most of them raved about how much better it was than plodding along on crutches, like in the good ole days.  Scoot on, Rags, scoot on!

Sounds like great progress is being made. LOL, thanks for the update!

It gets better every day,  Every day down is one day closer to your gold !!  Good luck  

So sorry to just learn about your break!

I had a trimalleolar fracture a few years back. The recovery takes forever and my leg will never be the same. But on the plus side for you, imagine how much more recovery you'd have to do if you had bled on her rugs. I've hauled rugs from all over the world too, and let me tell you, even my precious dog dare not leave so much as a hair on one of them.

I also should have listened to my spouse. We were hiking and discovered a huge pile of dumped building materials...including...wait for it...huge gorgeous chunks of Cararra marble!!!!!! I told him we just had to take some to prop the plants from blowing over on the balconies. He took a tiny chunk that wouldn't have propped a leaf, let alone an entire plant. So I had to take a huge chunk that could only be carried over my head because it was sooo heavy. He told me it was too big to carry. I poo-pooed that observation as mere opinion.

Just then, a bit of gravel slipped out from under my foot and the weight of that giant piece of gorgeous Cararra marble took me down so fast, my leg was in a "Z" shape when I landed. I had to crawl down that damn mountain, sans the gorgeous Cararra marble, by the way, to the car. We didn't really know where we were, and I'm sure Italian EMS would have taken a few days to get to me -- those people are never at work...even when they're at work. We got to the hospital and the woman at the ER seemed pretty efficient -- she actually met us at the car and seemed so concerned. But then she spied my dog and it was as if my leg bone wasn't even poking me in my eye -- she just completely fell for the dog cooing and oohing over him. Yea, Italians love dogs, but again, not so big on working.

All in all, not too bad of an experience. When we moved there, after a visit to the vet, I declared that I'd rather die than go to an Italian hospital, so I guess it's good my husband wasn't listening (as usual) when I said that. My bill for five days in the hospital, surgery, a custom boot, crutches, several house calls, three months of physical therapy and all the extensive follow-up care: $0! I totally chuckle when I hear people bad-mouth national health care!

I, too, had very little pain considering all those broken bones. It was the drive from mountain to hospital that was most painful with my broken leg wobbling around on those switchback roads -- very hard not to vomit...just thinking I had to leave that marble behind made me sick to my stomach.

I'm not sure what was most painful: the break, going through all that and STILL not getting my marble, or discovering as I hobbled to the car after five days in that hospital that there was a full BAR in the hospital lobby the whole time -- a bar in a hospital! Can you imagine???

I still have in all the plates and screws -- I didn't want to pay the fortune it would take to have them removed in the States.

I also had tremendous swelling. Fortunately, foods to reduce swelling are normal staples of the Italian diet: leafy greens, olive oil, dark chocolate, tomatos. I don't know how much they helped, but that was all I ate for months (actually, for all the years I lived there). These foods also promote bone mending, so it's a win-win to try it if you don't already eat those things. Also, did your doctor or PT encourage you to massage the leg from your foot upward to displace the swelling? I think that helped me and it felt really good. Prop up your leg and just sort of knead your leg, pressing as if to shift that swelling from your foot toward your thigh.

Wishing you a speedy recovery. And really, sincere kudos for not bleeding on those rugs. A man who knows not to bleed on the rugs when his leg bone is sticking out of his skin is both remarkable and worthy! You have passed the test, grasshopper! Keep us posted.

...where'd you get that rug you tripped over?

DW occaisionally goes to my neurologist appointments with me to make sure I am telling the Dr everything since I seem to get amnesia about all the problems I have, if she doesn't go she will grill me after the appointment, " Did you tell him such and such?"  And I completely know that sexy yet smug smile your bride gave you, I have seen it several times myself from my bride.  lol

Hope the recovery goes well my friend, didn't know about your heroic injury untill I saw this post, so I read the other and yes I believe moving might be a good idea, that house hates you !

LMAO

Hope your recovery is speedy Rags.

But yes, you really think people would pick up on this whole the wife is always right thing. I swear my DH is just as stubborn. LOL