It is Wednesday afternoon, and I need to write before I get too tired to write. Today you would have thought that I didn't know how to use this feeding tube. A friend stopped by, and while we were talking, I realized that I didn't have my feeding tube attached to the pump at all. It was just filling up the top plug...and not giving me any nourishment at all. That's the way to fill up without getting full at all! Another time I went to pour some formula into the bag, not realizing that the top was closed on the bag--I wasn't pouring it into the bag at all, just into the top. Sometimes it seems like all the chemo, radiation and tumors have gone directly to my brain! You'd think I would know what I was doing by now.
Because I am using this kangaroo pump (a continuous pump), I am getting more hydrated. I've even enjoyed fruit punch and cranberry juice in the last couple of days-LOVE getting some more flavors into my body!
I had an experience in the chemo waiting room today. About a million years ago, our family watched the King Family Show. Do any of you remember that? They were a big family (I think they were Mormon), and they had a variety show...and did a lot of singing and performing. The original 4 sisters used to sing a song, "Make Someone Happy," and the words went something like this--"Make some one happy, make just one someone happy--then you'll be happy too." I always grew, dreaming of singing some time (never happened), but I loved that show. Today when we came to the waiting room, it was pretty full. There was an 88-year-old woman in there, named Betty, who just couldn't stop crying. She was with her daughter and husband...and she was obviously very upset about her diagnosis. Her daughter kept apologizing for her, but my friend, who brought me, and I got her to talk to us...and by the end of our time in there, she seemed to be feeling a lot better. It was fun to be part of brightening someone's day a little...so "make someone happy...and you will be happy too." Love to all of you, who make me or someone else happy. You are blessing lives in your very own little way.(and remember--the little things really ARE the big things!) Love always, Louise