Short and sweet.
Braska has had no tube feedings since Tuesday morning. None on Wednesday, and none on Thursday. She had 20 ounces of fluid yesterday, and about 23 today. All oral. Hard to believe, even though I’m right here for all of it.
It’s a struggle, but she’s showing improvement each day. She hasn’t asked for “milk in my belly” at all, a favorite request of hers.
I’m exhausted, but it’s ok. Though the effort required of me at each feeding/drinking encounter multiplied greatly versus the super simplicity of the g-button, she’s the one doing all the work. It is really hard for her, but she is managing like a champ.
Practice practice practice. Drink drink drink. That’s what’s on our schedule.
Oh, and tomorrow morning is our follow-up appointment from the May eye surgery. Expecting to plan for the date of the next one.