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- Zach’s first operation – Meeting the surgeon
Please, please let me have more than just ten days. I spoke in my head to myself, to the universe. Who knows? Please, please just let me have more than ten days with him. - The showers on Savannah
Once you arrive at the shower and discover there is no hook for your dry items you realise you are going to have to hang said items on the side of the dirty laundry bin, that is for some reason only known to the NHS, kept in the wet shower room. - Savannah part 3 – The night before the operation
I cried that morning more tears as I waited to know if his bloods were ok and if he would finally have his surgery. It felt like we had been here forever, that each day was a year in length. They went by so slowly but somehow so fast as well. I wanted to blink and be home. I wanted to walk away and never come back. But more than anything I wanted to hold my son and for him to be ok. Not just ok but happy. There was no point in any of this if he wasn’t going to be happy.
