Ugh,
@Mascaramom I feel your pain!!
I obviously don't have kids in the house any longer, except when the grandkids visit.
With kids there is soooo much more involved on the daily during recovery than hubby just taking care of you. You'll get through it, you'll have to try to turn a blind eye but it can be frustrating.
I'm often accused of being a clean fanatic

Recovery drove me nuts in the sense that my recliner wasn't facing my kitchen but
I could hear hubby banging and clanging around in there like a mad scientist.
When I'd make my bathroom trips I'd catch a glimpse and cringe! Our rather large center island and I'm only saying "large" because it obviously held MORE, was his Command Central.
All my pills, lists, bandages, rubber gloves, every box he ever opened, empty bags, wrappers you name it and it was there. Open drawers, open cabinets, crumbs and dust bunnies all over my dark wood kitchen floor, which allows you to see every crumb. The dishes were piled high and we have a dishwasher! Anytime a woman came to visit, he'd fanaggle them into doing the dishes!!

My mom came over one day and I just let it all out

She asked me what was bothering me most and I said EVERYtHING!! Then I settled on the crumby, dirty kitchen floor. She soon had electric broom and steam cleaner going while my sister cleaned my kitchen for the fifth time and all became well with the world. Aaah!
You'll get through it, you'll have your moments but try to find the humor in it all. You're a great writer and communicator so I'm expecting some good comic relief through your recovery posts.
Ready... set....the pressure is on

Wishing you a great day, sweetie!