^^^ That looks a little self-righteous on re-reading. Sorry about that.
I fractured my right wrist about 25 years ago around Christmas. After recovering from the surgery and getting all the spikes and whatnot out, I started PT/OT in February. The cold made rehab really painful, especially the gadget that they strapped my arm into and made it bend back and forth. After a particularly miserable session where I pretty much ended up quietly crying, I refused to do it any more.
So surprise, surprise, I now have greatly reduced range of motion in my right hand and wrist, affecting piano and guitar playing along with stupid everyday tasks like carrying heavy, awkward objects.
Now I wish that someone had kicked my ass and made me not only endure, but push harder, since I sure wasn’t going to come up with that on my own. Shoulda woulda coulda.