On Thanksgiving eve I switched Ryan’s g-tube to a “button-style”. It was about time to place a new one and I thought this style might be more accommodating to his passively active days. I searched back through my older blog posts and see in the February 19th post, G-Tube Comes Out, that this was the last time it was done.
Unlike the February 19th change, this one was well planned out. I even decided to set up the video camera and record it. As for its entertainment value, well, it’s not much. Still, for so many of you who want to see everything involved in caring for Ryan, this adds another tile to the mosaic.
I tried to do this while Sue was on a CVS Drug Store run, since she gets so nervous (which makes me nervous). Heck, I even had the nurse there to help. While Sue knew this needed to be done, I didn’t tell her when I would do it. To my dismay, she walks in at the exact second I am pulling out his old tube. I can’t begin to tell you how relieve I was to see the site didn’t bleed a single drop. Had it done so, Sue would have bounced off the walls. When I look up at her, all I can see is the “deer in the headlights” look. I smiled at her (in a failed attempt to calm her), and decided it was best to not speak to her and just press on. I felt like I was in big trouble and didn’t make direct eye contact again.
I did keep her in my peripheral vision, just in case she made any sudden moves to teach me a lesson about not letting her know what was going down. Meanwhile, I kept my body between her and my testicles.