It takes a long way to get to this point, where you are committing to major change. Humans are very adaptable, we can put up with almost anything if it's a gradual thing.
I spent a lot of time rationalizing things as my health deteriorated and my limitations grew. I played basketball (twice a week), soccer (twice a week), tae kwon do (three times a week), lifted weights and worked out, then helped coach my girls in their sports and... oh - worked and had a life.
When the arthritis hit, it wasn't like a tsunami, it was a trickle, a slight warm feeling in the hip, etc. So light that my doctor didn't know what it was. I had increasing tenseness and tightness in the muscles that she thought it might be a muscular issue or a spinal issue. I had thorough (and painful) tests done for both and ... nothing. Time passed, and my greatest love - tae kwon do went bye bye. Then it was basketball (both the league and pickup), then I got stubborn and kept up with soccer despite increasing pain.
The problem is that it's not increasing and always there. It fades, feels good for a bit and then returns. So I thought to myself - well, I'm a tough guy and can gut it out. I even (since my doctor had no clue) thought I'd shock my body into submission, so I signed up for a 13 week Gym Boot camp, where they trained us at tripple speed. Needless to say that wasn't any help, but I had no clue what was going on.
All of this was mixed in with increasing pain. But since I didn't want it to, it didn't feel THAT abnormal. Just pain and people said that as you grow older, you feel pain.
The point was brought home to me finally when I was buying a TV cabinet at Costco. It came in a large box, and I walked up to it with a large cart in hand. Another latin guy walked up to me and said "you want some help with that?" and I looked at him strange, since I am more than capable of handling a box "No thanks (in spanish) I can handle it". He said "no you can't, I've seen you walking and you're limping all over the place"
I was insulted. But then I thought - was I limping? and so I asked him - he said "Yup homes, you are swaying every time you take a step". So I thanked him, we loaded the box and I (apparently) limped my way home.
That's when I cleared my mind a bit and realized I had gotten used to my own pain and my body, in trying to be the best it could be reacted with the best motion it could. It was time to really look into this. I found out I had arthritis, and eventually had both hips resurfaced since I had no cartilage left.
My point is that I had spent seven years in pain and had become accustomed to it. When, after the first surgery I came to and realized my old friend pain had left (I still had surgery pain, but that's different), I noticed just how much of that pain I had been carrying and normalizing.
My formerly "good hip", the next one to be repaired, which I thought was not a great problem, showed just how much pain it was in once my first was fixed.
I think when you reach the point where you decide to have the surgery, all sorts of anxiety come up, but this issue doesn't go away. The solution is major surgery for sure, but you have a great chance to be whole and to get your life back. I'm (soon to be) eight years and my hips have been the least of my issues.
Good luck...