I am a determined independent person. I mostly want to do things for myself by myself. For months now, actually years because this started before my hip surgery, I have had to ask for help. I’m pretty good about asking for help around the house. My husband, my son and my grandkids are great at carrying in groceries and emptying trash. But I am terrible at asking for personal help. One of my fears about the surgery was that I might not be able to get out of bed, get off the toilet, or get into the shower by myself. With great determination and a fair amount of discomfort I can do all of those. But there is no way I can clip off a hangnail that was really bugging me. That’s stupid right? My husband is an absolute darling. He’s very willing to help me and never makes any kind of grumpy sounds about it. Yet I have gone for three days, catching the same sore toenail on my socks, and on my bedding and being annoyed and frustrated over it. Until finally, I asked him if he would trim it off. Five minutes later and everything feels better. Sometimes my stubbornness helps me in my recovery and sometimes it’s just stupid. Today it’s been the latter.