I guess we are all different when it comes to pain, fear, surgery, illness, loved ones...
I act like a trooper...head held high, efficient, bags packed, house cleaned, laundry done and ironed, all meds pre-ordered and stocked, sheets changed and clean at home (really hard to change sheets post op), floor vacuumed etc...my cupboards are all stocked with soups and rice etc...blue pads, garbage bags and spray bottles in stocked in the bathroom, air freshener, soft wipes and disinfectant wipes to clean up messes...and a heating pad and warm socks everywhere I went.
Mashed potatoes were my best friend, I would melt in some grated cheese (gave me salt) or a can of tuna into them, or just throw a potato into the microwave for 8 minutes and add olive oil and salt..Very pouch friendly when you don't feel like eating.
I kept everything at counter height so I didn't have to bend to pick stuff up...
Hubby would be permanently angry or teary eyed. He would be terrified and it would come out as being short with me or fussy...I couldn't reassure him or calm him down...he was out of his mind in fear. It was just his way. He panics when I am sick...I learned to accept that he is not good at being the one who waits...I love him anyway.
When it was my turn to be in the waiting room I made plans for 'us' and the 'after'...I was a wreck but it was pointless to show it...he made a great patient...never once complained...I was the Bi-ch...who-d-a-thunk?
Just remember to keep everyone and everything organized and on speed dial...pharmacy, grocery store, local home nurse...keep visits to a limit of 2...at a time...you want the company but need the rest...have them bring useful stuff or do errands for you before they arrive...nothing wrong with asking for help when you need it...
Have happy holidays and good luck
Sharon
Ps...this too shall come to pass