My "co-parenting unit" also fell a few years ago and busted her knee cap. Her's not nearly as serious as your wife's sounds though... But it was painful for her for much longer than I ever though it could/should be. On the plus side for me, I get to remind her every once in a while that riding a razor scooter down the dark driveway when the kids built an (unseen) slalom course with flip flops was not so bright, and she was lucky it was a knee not her unhelmeted head!
Edit: and of course... +++++++++++VIBES++++++++++++
If some of the best times of my life were skiing the UP in -40 wind chill with nothing but jeans, cotton long johns and a wine flask to keep warm while sleeping in the back of my dad's van... does that make me old school?
"REHAB SAVAGE, REHAB!!!"
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