I would say that the tube and I had a love/hate relationship during the time that I had it but honestly I hated it the whole time I had it. I am thankful that it kept me from starving and dying of malnutrition but other then that it and I were not friends.
The procedure to get it out was quite simple. The doctor just cut the top off the tube, let the saline drain out, then he gave it a yank and I was free. Ah, the sweet feeling of freedom.
PEG tube – you kept me alive and I thank you for that but if our paths never cross again I will not be disappointed 😉 .