I was hanging out in the dining room of Side By Side Assisted Living which had been my new home for several days now since I moved out of that awful nursing home that I referred to only half-jokingly as Hell-Crest Commons. Although I’d only been at Side By Side a few days I’d already commandeered myself my only little spot by the fake fireplace that actually emanated heat. It was the perfect spot for finishing up finals for my BA in Writing from Elms College.
Everyone else was eating dinner, but because I have gastroparesis and global dysmotility I am unable to eat by mouth and instead am fed via a tube that goes through a hole in my abdominal wall into the middle part of my intestines called my Jejunum. Because my intestines are affected as well I have to run my tube feed at a really … Find Out What Happens Next