We Gotta Fight...For Our Rights

Hey Gang. Update from ZanerLand. We've had a great couple of days with Aunties Mary and Debbie around. These two are like a fresh of breath air for me. I'll admit I've gotten tired and stale and my steam isn't always on full blast. But these two sweep in here like Spring Chicken Energizer Bunnies and then me and more importantly, Zane perk back up.

Zane was stepped down on his trach size this morning. Debbie assisted the Pulmonary doc on that procedure. He did great and had been rocking on at perfect saturation levels all day.

Things at lunchtime shifted, though and now like the Beastie Boys, We Gotta Fight for our Rights. Mary turned up when our BiteSquad delivery guy arrived and the plan was to trade her out for me and her and Debbie would keep working with Zane. Well, the hospital got all assjack backwards on their previous visitation rules with us and wouldn't let her in and when Debbie went down to sort it and stepped out the glass doors to meet the delivery guy, she wasn't allowed back in. So I go down and it's all a mess and we gotta get the big guns back out tomorrow morning and set this visitation thing right again.

Here's some photos of the new nurses that Zane sorely misses right now and their journey over to Zane's Love Lock at Overton Square.

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