I'm bloody lucky and the surgeons are beyond words in their skill.
No argument there, they've clearly done an outstanding job.
But I'm a scaredy cat who has had no choice but to show up for the theatrics.
Wrong! As long as you are mentally competent, you have the option to refuse treatment.
Don't mean this in a brush-off or defensive way (coming across all wrong) but I've been whinging n whining, running into MN rooms (including this one - sorry) blurting stuff out with my eyes closed tightly, running out again,
Better to blurt your emotions/fears/pain out and have a safety valve for the pressure, then bottling it all up - talking/writing/moaning are all ways of coming to terms with what's happening (whilst you're whinging, your brain is processing).
leaving nothing of use to anyone else.
I've been following your story enough to know that your threads have almost become a support thread, not to mention that the next time someone arrives on MN with a similar journey ahead of them someone will point them in the direction of your threads. Sometimes just knowing that someone else has faced something similar and made it through can be invaluable.
Amazing? Selfish n scared, I think.
Scared is reasonable (you were facing a big op and potentially nasty results), selfish is reasonable (a bit of selfishness in a situation like this is what gives you the impetus to push for what you need in order to get though) - neither of these factor make you less than amazing, they make you human!