I smashed my ankle, tibia and fibula in six places. I had a compound fracture with the bone out of my leg and two operations. I spent two and a half years off work (nasty complications) but did return to fly again. I did have counselling which was really, really important. I was determined that it wasn't going to ruin my life. I'm now not flying but have 40% loss of my leg and some arthritis kicking in. At least I survived to tell the story. It was 1990, clear air turbulence on a 727 into Melbourne, had to shut an engine down afterwards and I was on the floor for landing. Another crew member came to hospital with me with internal injuries and another crew member broke some fingers in an effort to get a belt on. I saw a Tv show once from the States where a lot of 727's where mysteriously dropping out of the skies at times - interesting? I still love aviation it was in my blood for so many years and that will never change. That day though changed my life. Stay safe and follow your instincts.