So close yet so far

I've(47F) been married to my husband (55M) for 27 years. Yesterday he had total hip replacement as an out patient procedure. Luckily for the last 27y, he's been in bed next to me. An arms reach away, even though there's big lengths of time that I don't reach over and touch him. Now that he's recovering from surgery, he's sleeping in his lazy boy in the living room. Suddenly I'm frustrated that we're not right next to each other. I'm sleeping on the couch in case he wakes up needing something. And please understand that I am not saying he's causing my frustration. But not having him within arms reach is making me very sad. I'm so thankful that the surgery was minor(ish) and he's right in that lazy boy, cause this whole situation gave me a tiny idea of what life might feel like if he wasn't here, whatever the reason. Just a little reminder to cherish the fact that he's right here. A fact I too often take for granted.