CHAPTER 23
Well, I made it through the day with just Patricia and me. And Natalie, of course. She did well, actually. I don’t think we had to suction her quite as much as usual. I wonder if that means her swallowing is finally improving. If she’s able to swallow her saliva, then one day she might be able to handle real food ...
I can’t get ahead of myself, though. Best to assume she’ll have that G-tube for the rest of her life. But days like this, it’s sometimes hard to remember my resolve. I held her for a while this afternoon while Patricia was out grocery shopping. That woman always complains we don’t have enough fresh fruits and veggies on hand. She doesn’t know we’re on food stamps because Jake’s too embarrassed to tell her, but the one good thing about Patricia bunking in with us i
