Been trying to write this post for the last hour. It turned into an essay so I deleted it as I can’t seem to say anything right. Will keep it short:
I’m sure everything will be fine tomorrow, but I couldn’t go into surgery without saying thanks for being my best friends, for helping my see value in my life, and for the amazing support I often felt so unworthy of. This tumor thing could have broken me before I even got to surgery seeing as I’d just had the worst month of my life. You helped get me to a good place, and this has made everything OK.
I love you guys (and gals). Thanks.