My Story Part Thirteen: The one where things started to look up

Wow! What a fun-filled weekend! We are currently waiting at the airport, as our flight plans didn’t work out as they were set to. But that’s okay! I’ve been wanting to have some spare minutes to get on here and post the next part! So here we go!

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Livin’ that Kleenex in the nose life!

I left you with the exciting news that I was starting on clear liquids.  In this post, I have to begin by telling you that 3 days later, suction had to be hooked up again.  While my gut was moving some, my stomach was not emptying.  Things were so backed up that nausea got the best of me and I had to go back to nothing by mouth.  I was bummed.  This was not how things had ever gone.  In a typical hospital visit, I would have been on to mashed potatoes and chicken fried steak!  But this time, I could only dream of eating those things.

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