Zane and I go way back, years, in fact. I was 15 when I first came to this hospital, and I had just been diagnosed with ESRD. I was scared and confused, and nothing made sense. My life seemed like it was over. Then, one night, I met Zane, and then I knew everything was going to be okay. He’s been my nurse best friend since day one. I hope that in the future, we get to meet in not-so-sad circumstances. I'm in the hospital again, and every night, I hope to see Zane again so maybe I can laugh again. Zane if you ever get to read this... Tell anyone I said all this mushy stuff, and we're so fighting.