100th Post

So, I noticed that this is my 100th post and I can't believe I've written on here so many times.  Even my wife said, "Has it been that many already?".  Now comes the task of what to write for such a special occasion.  I thought about it for a few days and came up with something that I haven't written about yet.  Sooooo, I thought, why not write a "Thank you" card.
Where to start.  There are literally hundreds of people I can thank during my bout with Crohn's and I know I'm going to forget some (sorry). 
I want to start by thanking the doctor who finally diagnosed me after months and months of seeing doctors.  Then all the doctors I've seen since, in hospitals, offices and clinics.  My current family doctor, my surgeon, my gastroenterologist, all can never ever be thanked enough.....ever.  The fabulous nurses that I've had the pleasure of knowing and even the ones I don't know (operating room nurses).  Dieticians, counselors and other hospital patients.  Current and past employers and employees who put up with my abscences, especially since I never know when I'm going to be abscent (last minute).  Those other Crohn's patients, sufferers, battlers and survivors who I've talked to and helped me and those I've helped in my own little way.  My friends who have helped me and my family over the 20+ years, not only with helping out physically and monetarily, but mentally as well.  Alot can be said with just words....thank you.
Then there is my family.  They have put up with the most crap over the years.  First....sorry, then..thank you.
My dad, whom has always been there, no matter what and whatever the distance.  My mum, who always tried to keep my spirits up even when I was 120lbs and people thought I had AIDS.  She's gone now, but I know she's still got my back.  My England family, who helped me out when I became very ill while visiting and were right.....I probably should have stayed longer and had the surgery there instead of flying 8 hours in tremendous pain.  My extended family, step and inlaws, who were brought in on this "journey" without being asked.  My brothers and sister who have understanded, cared and helped along the way.  My two kids, who still don't understand fully what's up with Dad, but try very hard not to "get Daddy" in the stomach area, and I know it must be frustrating for them sometimes trying to understand why Daddy can't play with them or go to some places with them.  But maybe one day soon they will get it.
And finally, to the one person who puts up with me daily and sometimes I don't know why....my lovely wife.  She has stayed with me, even when we were dating, knowing about what I had.  She didn't run away, like others had in the past.  She has been there through thick and thin, through hospital visits, surgeries, and the like.  Through my stubborness and stupidity over the disease.  She has been my rock, my everything.  She completes me.  I don't know what I would do or where I would be without her.....I love you.
Thank you to you all....I can never repay you.