I was getting ready to respond to you and I read @web265's post and that pretty much summed up my experience as well. I had envisioned my own personal horror movie before surgery. It was going to take forever to recover. Forever to feel confident going out of the house without some kind of pad. None of that came to pass. I was diagnosed in Aug. of '21 and it has been a journey like I've never had.

My best advice is to take one day at a time. Stay in the moment. Do your best to take all of this as it comes and don't let your brain runaway with itself. As I tell people, I spent the first 4 to 6 months quietly freaking out! It was a short time after when I made peace with it all. My wife has been wonderful. Enduring all the ups and downs with me and always being positive and upbeat. I hate to think of going through it all without her. She is my rock. That said, it's still mine to carry. When things are tough, let people help you. This was difficult for me. I was the 'we can take care of it' guy. When you allow people into your struggle it's good for everyone. I always tell my kids you can't have too many people in your corner. My very best to you and those that will care for you.
Stay strong, brother. You're gonna do great. Better days are ahead!