Kintropy In Action

Today was Sunday, as a family we try to get ourselves all out together. So we loaded up Gabriel and Hannah in the car. Then we went to a local strip mall. We only needed to go in the pharmacy but, we decided walking the strip mall would be a good walk.

Our first stop was the pharmacy, I wanted to get our one errand done before we got tired doing other things. So we wondered round the store as I collected various items. The thing about Hannah is she is three. Toddlers even those who can't toddle don't like to sit still so while I went to check out, Daddy took the kids to walk out front. I happened to be holding Hannah's feeding syringe.

OK, this probably requires explanation. Hannah can not eat by mouth yet. So she has a g-tube. When we go out I choose not to bring her feeding pump. I can manually feed her using a syringe (there is no needle) full of formula. She can't have it all at once so every 5 minutes or so I give her a squirt of about 5cc of formula in her g-tube. There is no great place to set the syringe so I'm usually holding it when she is in the middle of a feed and we are out and about.

So I go up to the register set my three items down and my purse with the syringe next to it. Robert is outside walking the kids. The women begins to ring up the order and pauses to ask me if she needs to ring up the syringe. "No, my daughter has a feeding tube. I'm just in the middle of feeding her."

She kind of pales and looks disoriented and starts bagging up my items "Do you want a bag for that?" She points to the syringe.

"No."

Silence with confusion and disappointment on her face.

I say "If I put it in a bag it will just leak every where."

No response.

I shrug and walk out of the store. If I'd had a bottle, no one would of asked me that question. Its fresh formula in a plastic container with a different delivery system. People can be really squeamish sometimes.

--Mom