Good on her. In September 2010 I rammed a Focus Estate at a brisk commuting speed. My hip and legs took most of the impact, with my right femur smashing through the acetabulum, but I also hit my jaw into the car's tailgate and lost consciousness. As soon as I came to everybody started tutting over my lack of helmet (as always I looked dead sexy in my silly Italian cap you see): passers-by, police, ambulance crew, then A&E nurses, doctors, radiologist, even the bloke who drove a pin through my femur. The notable exception was the orthopaedic surgeon who actually fitted some steel plates and screws into my hip to put it back together again. In my native Finland cardiac surgeons like to refer to themselves as plumbers (vascular) and electricians (nerves) in a hint that theirs is just a manual trade not unlike any other albeit a highly paid one. I suppose the orthopaedic surgeon thought of himself as a joiner then...
Not to put you off, but.......
A lot of the tools, and methods are the same!
Putting a reinforcing metal plate on a piece of wood is exactly the same procedure as it is for a bone!