Poor Mr. Shoes. He came home one day, a few weeks after I told him I was having the surgery but before we met the OS I ended up using. He looked me in the eye and he said, "I'm having second thoughts. I can't stand the thought of you being butchered." He said the tools, the sounds, the blood and bones, and... he got sick. And I'm all "I'm OK with that." I've been in operating rooms and seen surgeries in action. I'd seen a couple videos of TKR myself. I knew what I was in for. My husband, though, was scarred for life.