Well for now it's a bit hard to go all the way back to 2005, so I'll just start off with a quick catch up. I'm now with an amazing girl whom I've been living with for a year now. We've been officially dating for just over 2 years and have been seeing each other for easily over 3 (I had issues with starting a relationship with her for some reason... yea I fail). Without Sarah I'm pretty sure my life would be way more upside down than it already is, she keeps me on task and is my living proof that love can conquer all.For the last 2 years she has been by my side for the ups and downs of my epileptic episodes, and with my pilonidal cyst. I just had my fourth surgery on the cyst on June 12th, and she was by my side the entire time. They decided to put me on a Wound V.A.C. this time around, which was one of the most painful/odd things I've ever had to deal with. They put the sponge in the wound and it creates a suction to close the hole faster. Now it definately did it's job but having it changed every 2-3 days put a strain on even the morphine they were feeding me. Thankfully every time it was changed Sarah was by my side, holding my hand.
