The hardest part for me was everything! I was so sore, I could hardly move, but I had no choice but to. The Hospital made me take a shower the next morning, less than 24 hours, and remove my own covering and replace it myself. I have odd relationships with my family, so the only ones that came to see me did not stay more than 10 mins, including my husband because he had to get rides from others, but I could tell he did not want to be there anyway (he hates hospitals). So, I was alone, and trying to cope with extream pain and and new baby that I was breast feeding (another thing that hurt like hell, even at birth my son had a superhuman sucker). Then, when I was released, I had to go take care of all the business that had piled up while I was in the hospital. I had to go see my lawyer, I was setteling a lawsuit, put my rent, which my husband forgot and was now late, and the list goes on. I then had to drive anywhere we went, even though my husband was perfectly able, he refused. The 1st week while I still had my staples was the worst week of my life. Both my son and I cried all the time. I had to stop breast feeding as it hurt too much, and he litterally ate all day, he only stopped to get his diaper changed and burp, even then it was against his will. I wish I could go back and try it over again, because it should have been the best time in my life. But when I look back, all I can remember is the pain. Both physical and emotional. I am now doing much better, and my son is wonderful. He is 6 months old, and never cries, even though I still do sometimes, but tears of joy mostly. The insicion is not painful, but every once in a while, it is for about 30 seconds, then it goes away. I have yet to get att the feeling back around it (they cut through nervs and muscle), but it is getting better. Just remember, things WILL get better. Try to create some happy memories in these early days so you can have something nice to look back on. Congratrs on the new baby, and good luck!