Sounds like hunting...sure, one can go out and drink beers and chase after Bambi...but once the animal's down...the fun is OVER.
At least for awhile. Gotta clean/gut the animal, drag it back to the truck, etc...but after that bit of work is done, one gets to enjoy the "meat", LOL. (True story: my thought, just before downing my first deer, was "OMG I'm at least a mile away from the road...BAM!" fwiw, I don't hunt anymore. Don't mind being a meat-eater, but I just don't like doing it anymore)
Be patient, the pain will go away, healing is always the longest part of any process...
*hugs*