I'm with you! I will never do it again. I was not prepared pre surgery by education or counseling of what I was getting into. In the beginning of post surgery was a mess. I overdosed on meds, I went on oxygen, my after care bailed on me, and I had panic attacks plus lightening bolt cramps in the tendons at night. I soon came into contact with my brother and sister that left in different states by text and daily calls that helped me through the worst part. I opened up my curtains and let the sun shine in. I have a porch that I visit often. My niece and her daughter started taking me for walks in the evening and I find being in contact with people helped me immensely with the depression. And for me, I renewed my relationship with Jesus. I know I have a long way to go, but I am stronger for taking the steps I have. Ice and elevating is key. My surgery was May 3rd. I try to exercise twice a day and PT 3 times a week, which is more contact with people! I could go on and on. Every patient I have come in contact with said 'It will get better." I am counting on it and I pass it it on to you. It will get better