My aunt Julie is currently in the hospital recovering from open heart surgery and she is doing very well. The doctors and nurses are continuously telling her how impressed they are with the speedy fashion in which she is able to get up and walk, and all the other stuff they want to see her doing.
About a month ago, when we were talking about the impending surgery, she and I agreed that sometimes, even though you have tons of friends and family, things like this sort of remind you that you're not married and it kinda makes you feel alone. I had to share with her that I knew EXACTLY how she was feeling, because of that one time, when I had the HUGE butt zit that I couldn't reach by myself, and there was nobody around, and I cried because I had never felt so all alone. I think we were brought closer together by that conversation about how we had so much in common. Me with my butt zit and her with her surgery for a brand new heart valve.