The Night Before Surgery

My sister-in-law found this site and sent me the link, said I should write down the hospital thing since I bring it up every Thanksgiving anyway. Night before my heart surgery, something came into that room that I can't explain with anything I know about medicine or science, none of it. Felt like a hand landing on my shoulder from somebody who knew exactly how scared I was and wasn't going to let that be the end of my story. Never been a religious guy, my whole family's the type to skip church and feel a little guilty about it after. Surgery went fine. Still don't go to church. But I know what I felt that night.