Last night was a great, emotional day for me. Hung out with some friends and then I got a text from my roomie that someone reached out and was waiting for me. So I wrapped up my visit and went home, wondering who was waiting for me.

Turns out it was my dearest friend I haven't seen in almost a decade. He was visiting his dad and when I saw him sitting on the sofa I started crying. I did that for a good ten minutes while hugging him all that time.

For the first time in a week, my pain levels were nothing. The power of endorphins.

I'm going to see him again before I leave. And I might see him and his husband (who I also love) during my recovery. I hope so. I miss his husband so much.

Anyway. I'll be on a train soon, so this is goodbye for now. I'll keep my eye on the FA page and will try to update you all when I get to Salt Lake City. Then you'll hear from me again when I'm out of surgery.

I will be okay. I am loved. And I love you all.

15 hours, 53 minutes until I check in for surgery.