Ch-ch-change

Today I got a new feeding tube placed because the one I had was breaking. And not just a new one, but a new kind. It's called a mini, even though it's bigger than the one I had before and it sticks out more. It's a bit hard to not know that I have something going on in my abdomen.

This made mommy kind of sad but daddy is happy because this is a more durable device and shouldn't deteriorate like my last two did.

Most importantly, though, I braved the swap out and didn't cry. I was a very brave boy.