Dealing with temporary disability (long)

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Heads up, that I've name-changed for this. I haven't posted about this before in any of my comments on other people's posts.
After DC's birth I developed an infection of sorts which has basically caused me to have been bed-bound at home for the last couple of months with partial paralysis-type symptoms. DC growing well and seems happy at this stage. Doctors are confident I'll regain full mobility within the year with no lasting damage at all, but it has been a very trying time for me. I'm naturally an upbeat person and am honest with people who ask if it has been difficult not to be able to look after DC independently saying that it has been hard, but I like to push the positives (like DC could have been ill or I could have been worse or it has given us time to bond). But I find it increasingly difficult to remain happy. I leave the house seldom and only with DH's help and mostly to the hospital for follow-ups and few people visit during the day when I'm most lonely. I find it harder to cope with lack of movement in my legs than in the beginning a acouple of months ago when I was maybe still full of post-pregnancy hormones or excited by DC's arrival or development. I cry when DH leaves for work and when I can't calm DC down and because I can't even do the housework which DH and a cleaner once a week now has to do but which I really want to (we don't qualify for carers allowance). I know all new parents struggle to find time for each other or their old hobbies, but I cry because the illness has made everything worse and I worry that DH and I are bickering about DC or the household or him going out with his mates once a week. I know he needs time away from us too as it is full-on for him but I am jealous that I cannot leave DC with him for a few hours to go out with my mates because I am housebound or that I cant read a page in my book or knit a row without DC interrupting but DH has his commute to catch up on his own things. My parents and PIL do come visit regularly but even though I like seeing them it just reminds me how useless a person and parent I am. I feel guilty because I know there are people much worse off than me and with permanent disabilities and people who have lost their DC during birth, so know I am lucky.
I think I just decided to post this wanting a bit of sympathy and maybe a few lines from people about how they've coped. Sorry it so long MNetters.

Sorry, no helpful ideas but just wanted to send you warm thoughts and hug. Just because others have a harder time than you, doesn't negate the fact that you are having a hard time and struggling, so try to be kind and gentle toward yourself. Hopefully someone more awake than I am will come by and give you a more useful reply!