We have to change out Cole's feeding tube about once every three to four weeks, unless he pulls it out which may speed up the changing time. Last night was the night and so for a few brief moments - 60 to be exact we were sans the tube - hurray - for everyone. 
It's great for getting the necessary medicine into Cole and finishing up whatever he won't take by bottle, which is about 2/3 to 1/2 of what he's supposed to take. It's a lifesaver since it's helped to put a pound on him in just over a week's time. But it also is rough on the nose (inside and out) and the throat and it aggravates him to the point where sometimes he'll just give back some of the food we've given him - at a pretty fair rate of speed. But for one hour we were enjoying clear breathing and swallowing and life couldn't taste or smell much sweeter. Stand by for the up coming posts later this month where we're back in the hospital for a G-Tube install and no more NG Tube.
He's not particularly excited at the prospect on reinserting the tube as you can see. He's got the pouting lip down!
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