The 2nd day in PT in the hospital, I started to cry, but what got me started was I watched this elderly woman sobbing and crying out while the therapists were trying to get her to stand up from her wheelchair and then sit down on the bed. Turned out she was almost 100 years old, she didn't speak English and there was an interpreter there trying to translate for her. Even though I didn't understand her language, you knew what she was saying when she was crying out! My nurse told me later her age and said she had fallen out of bed (in a nursing home) and broke her hip. I cried and almost couldn't stop. I was feeling sorry for myself then saw this poor lady wondering why she was being put through this. I can imagine she was probably thinking I'm done with living, let me be in peace. My therapist asked me what was wrong. I told her it was just a release of emotions, being in pain for so long, dealing with surgery pain right now, wondering why I just put myself through this, seeing this poor woman suffering. She told me it's ok, it's normal. Pain takes a lot out of you. I cried a couple of more times after I got home. Once when I couldn't get out of the car and my husband had to lift me out. And then that night when I went to lay down and I couldn't move myself to get comfortable. Again, my husband helped me back up and sat me in the recliner. And a day or two later, I couldn't stand up out of the recliner, no matter what I tried (he saved the day again and lifted me up). I think that had to do with not being able to take care of myself because I am a very independent person and I'm not used to relying on anyone to help me. My husband was very understanding, at least for the 1st two weeks! Then he too got tired of doing "my jobs", but he still understood what I was going through. Nothing against you men hippies, but I don't think a lot of men have that motherly, nurturing instinct in them when someone is sick or hurt. My husband tried, believe me, but you could tell it was awkward for him. Once I was able to get up and start moving around on my own, could take my shower, dress, etc., I started to feel like my old self again, minus the arthritic pain I suffered with! I started feeling like a new person, literally! When you get to the point of doing the things that caused you so much pain before, you'll stand there just mesmerized, thinking, wow, I didn't think I'd ever be able to do this again..............and you'll think, it was all worth it!