I have found that PH and having surgeries so frequently really has let me to find out the hard way who my true friends are. It was unfortunate to see the ones that have been in my life for so long really take a back seat in our friendship when things weren’t going well for me. It honestly doesn’t take much for me to know that someone cares. I have a handful of amazing best friends and I wouldn’t change that for the world. As I got older I realize that true friendship is what matters and have a handful of true friends is better than a dozen fake ones. I am grateful for the times my friends have spent with me in the hospital even if it was just to hold my hand or watch a movie with me. Even when I was miserable and didn’t want anyone there, they show up anyways and it is the difference between a good day in the hospital and a bad day. They know when I need the support and they know when I need my space. I do a lot of low key type things with my friends like getting lunch or dinner, watching a movie together, getting coffee at some of our favorite spots and talking for hours. It is hard when I’m not the “party Britt” anymore. I feel like once I lost that persona, a lot of my friend group changed too. And at the end of the day, I am PERFECTLY okay with that!