My father, who is being treated for esophageal cancer, recently took a trip from Washington State to New Mexico to visit his home. This was going to be like a vacation treat in between chemotherapy treatments, but the trip itself became a nightmare.

Due to the last minute nature of my father’s desperate plans to get himself out and on his own for a breather from his caregiver and situation, no-one could arrange to fly with him back to New Mexico. So my ill father began his journey on a flight from Wenatchee, WA to Roswell, NM carrying his own equipment for feedings through a tube in his stomach.
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