OK...now I have to tell my nasogastric story. When I was 13 (back in 1969
), my father was a pharmacist at the Air Force base we were stationed at in Wichita, Kansas (where I was born, too). At the kickoff of Poison Prevention Week, I was put on a gurney and they "simulated" pumping my stomach from ingesting poison. They took the tube and started inserting it in my nose, snapped a photo and put it in the base newspaper. I was a hero amongst the kids. Sad though, I have had a fear of tubes put in my nose since. Just the thought of it when it was mentioned in the first post on this thread had me reaching for my "second belly button" with pride!
Best wishes for Ken to choose whatever he feels is best to get through his treatment.
Ed