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Hey there, everybody!

First of all, please allow me to apologize for the lack of new posts here but I had no idea that you guys would come up with such thought-provoking questions for me to mull over and answer. Thank you for participating.

And yes, Traci, I know I still owe you my favorite concert but I need a little time to access my hazy memory banks for my ultimate show. I promise a separate entry (a la The Concert Project blog) as soon as I think of it.

Now, truth be told, answering a couple handfuls of questions wasn’t really what prevented me from posting up any new content these past four days. The issue came in the form of a feeding tube malfunction.

Around Thursday of last week I began to notice an uncomfortable feeling on my stomach just below the incision on my skin where the feeding tube enters my body. It didn’t hurt at that time, it was just noticeable when usually it’s not. Over the next few days, that feeling began to spread out and become painful, particularly to the touch.

Two days later when the liquid, life-giving foodstuff known as Boost began to sit stagnant in my tube instead of draining into my belly, we knew that we were dealing with a (semi) clogged PEG tube.

We left messages with the doctors at interventional radiology begging for them to get us in there when they returned to work following the weekend to switch out the broken tube inside me for a brand new one.

In terms of feedings in the interim, we broke out the old syringe and plunger kit in order to help push the dinner into my gut when the gravity method stopped working. Not the most pleasant feeling in the world but it sure beats going hungry.

As of 10:30 this morning, I am rocking that new tube and I’m happy to report that it works like a charm so far. The wacky folks in radiology even put a reminder sticker on the side of my feeding apparatus to come in for a change in six months or after 900 feedings, whichever comes first.

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