It's been really rough. My husband left me soon after my ear issues and my mother is far away and doesn't really get it. She says things like "at least you can walk!" when I try to express my grief. Though I think it might be starting to sink in more but it's not something she wants to truly deal with. I do have a good friend that has sent me--conservatively--about 40 cards and packages. She is literally a saint despite having her own trying life circumstance issues. She lives very far from me, unfortunately, though.
In my case, support came from the oddest of places. I met a stranger from a time zone away (on reddit of all places) and through sharing of our own struggles (he has quite a few health issues of his own unrelated to what I deal with), we became close friends quickly.
I had been dealing with everything almost completely alone until he offered to "get in the trenches" with me and help when he realized how broken I was/am. And he meant it and actually did. Eventually, he moved here to start a business with me that we can manage together with our different physical short comings. We couldn't possibly be more different in every single way but we have great empathy for each other. I told him recently he saved my life and I know he did.