The worst time for me was last night after the bowel prep...I'm prone to anxiety attacks and I had a doozy of one! All fears and concerns I had about post-op self-care, how the loss of That Part might affect me psychologically, possible relationship(s), etc.
Honestly if my wife hadn't been with me, I would've fled the state. I also called my "complex care manager" at my health insurance and left a message, which helped immensely (especially when she called back first thing in the morning!) I know some ladies can do this solo, but damn depression and anxiety are common, yet hellish mental health issues.
Susan's and FaceBook were also helpful, and I think my Teddy bear would've been helpful also.