@Miss Muffet , thanks as ever for the advice - I'm giving it a go right now.
And I'm so grateful for finding some of your very early posts re the emotional side & how Mr M coped.
Yesterday (Day 6) was great - I rested but settled back into home. Today, I just knew everything was going to go wrong, & boy, did it!!
A dreary morning, Mr Doopy off work for 1 day & obviously fretting like bad about his students, so not as relaxed & intuitively helpful as yesterday. Frankly, if he'd stop trying to do a Michelin star number in the kitchen, he might not end up so tired & Frazzled by the end of the day! I'd be just as happy with a good pizza & huge salad sometimes, & less chaos afterwards!
So, there he is, cooking away, when I step on some shard of glass (?!) on the floor. Agony, then rather shockingly, an awful lot of blood (not homicide level, but a sort of cupcake-size pool). I totally freaked, decided infection was at that very instant shooting up my leg to the hip & I would be done for before dinner even got served. Husband extracted glass, washed in warm salt water (as he couldnt find the antiseptic stuff, under his nose, of course) & put a plaster on, all with me wailing & sobbing like a hysterical banshee. This is one of the major frustrations - I am just totally reliant on someone for everything, & of course, nothing is ever done as I would like it (e.g. Arranging the many flowers which have been brought: I let that go, as being very non-essential) - you have to prioritise every last little wish & desire, & it is so draining.
I also am having to deal with the crisis of a 90 yr old aunt - I called her today to find she's been taken to hospital by paramedics once again after a night in the floor. The OT at A&E was asking me to do stuff - I actually got a laugh out of her when I explained that I'm THR day 7 post-op & am possibly more in need of her services at my house right now than the aunt who is safe in a ward!
Right now I'd like a short holiday from my body, returning when it's a bit better. Just wanted to post about these massive emotional lows (are there highs??), this site is so fantastic at making me feel I'm not alone or just being a pathetic wailing child!!
But tomorrow should be better, & maybe the day after that, so it will all pass.