I'm back home after surgery and resting comfortably in bed. Hurrah for Vicodin! (And a controlled surgical incision is a lot less painful than the trauma of shattered tib/fib.) Here's the hardware collection that came out of the leg:
If you count carefully, that's 26 screws. And if you look even more carefully, you'll notice that two of the longest ones are missing their self-threading tips, lost to metal fatigue. They'll be with me the rest of my days, but getting the rest of the metal shop out of my leg should certainly help the irritation problem. Maybe I need to get these cast in Lucite as a memento?