My mom stayed with me for a month after surgery to take care of me. I'm in my 30s and never expected to need so much help from my mom again but she was there for me. Also I was held in the hospital for 5 days instead of the expected 2-3. I was starting to lose it, no sense of time, drugged up to my eyeballs, okayish food, my mental health was nose diving. I had to be able to walk a certain amount before they would discharge me. Despite having been able to walk a previous day, the morning of the fifth day I couldn't even stand. The nurses didn't want me to push myself and were saying I may have to stay yet another day. I felt completely defeated like I'd be in the hospital forever. I texted someone I was having a difficult time and they called me, hyped me up, told me I could do it and everything would be okay. I managed to walk later that day and get out of the hospital because of that call