I had to have surgery in January, and he was with me in the prep room. The nurses teased, thought it was my “boyfriend.” Poor guy. Anyway, as they were rolling me into surgery, they stopped to let us hug or kiss, nope, we really aren’t touchy, feely. And we have taken care of all of the emotional discussion in private.
Son’s are special, that is for sure. I hope your surgery went well.