My health issues this past year have been like the song that doesn't end. I'm sure you are sick of hearing about it. I am sick of talking about it.
One thing that has become crystal clear to me through all of this is that sometimes you need a shoulder to lean on. Not necessarily a shoulder to cry on, but a shoulder to lean on. You need people who physically lift you up when you can't lift yourself. People who know who you are without all the niceties and the "how are you's?" and the staged politeness. They hold your hand, feel your pain without words, and love you no matter what.
That is a support system.
I am lucky.
There will be a light at the end of this tunnel. Whether it just spontaneously happens, or I have to manually install the light and hook it up to an extension cord. There will be light.
(And for the record, I consider all of you to be like my extended support system :) I don't personally know you, but I have revealed a lot about myself on here and you have been amazing during some pretty rough times. I just want to say THANK YOU.)