Tom, while loading the car to go to the October 20th contest in Huntersville, I fractured my femur, just beneath the ball. I think yours sounds like a much worse break, but for ridiculous reasons I didn't have surgery till Dec. 5th. Pinned and screwed with a compression plate, I was on a walker until Christmas day, when I graduated to a cane.
Home PT was wonderful, and she even wanted to see my shop and fleet. I am diligent with the PT Homework, and now I can do short stints with no cane. I'm healing much faster than I expected and am hoping to be able to fly when the May contests come around. Maybe over-ambitious, but that's better than whining. I flew in a chair for the first time this weekend when Will Davis sat me in a bar-stool and turned it for me.
My bones are soft from 33 years of kidney dialysis, so there's no guarantee, but I'm hoping for the best. And I wish you the best of luck. I know how bad Orth surgery can hurt... I thought I was tough, but Damn! When they drill, hack and screw on your bones, you know you've been bit. But you have the worst of it behind you, so hang in there.
Take care of yourself, hope you're back in action soon.
Rusty