Wife has her surgery on the 23rd.

There are a lot of nerves going on here. She has, by the doctors best estimate, an even 50/50 chance of surviving. Which I aint to happy about really. The primary concern is that she will bleed out in mere seconds when they have to tap the artery to remove the tumours. Yes, they have to tap the artery more than once. Six tumours. That they know about. And probably more. Think about that for a moment. She knows this is dangerous but does not fully comprehend the full risk involved... Which is probably best for her.

She is my best friend. My soul mate. The love of my life. The thought of living with out her is unbearable. She is the only reason I keep going.

I really need her here with me. I need somebody to pester me. To irritate me. To annoy me.

Send good vibes please.