The one-year MRI

Claire had her MRI yesterday. Hopefully this is the last one she'll need. It was a difficult experience. We arrived at the hospital at 9:30 am. They have to sedate and/or give general anesthesia so that a small child can be still for an hour or so during the scan. This meant Claire had to fast 6 hours, have an IV and breathing tube and be hooked up to a bunch of monitors...all of which she finds very unpleasant. Needless to say there was a lot of crying and attempts to wriggle away. She even objected to the putting on of the ID bracelet. I was a little relieved once she was asleep. But then they gave me the boot. I didn't know I wasn't going to be able to stay with her. I had lunch in the Cafe with Nina who thankfully accompanied us. Then I finally was paged a couple hours later and with difficulty found the recovery room (Which was labeled P.A.C.U and said nothing about "Recovery".) I walked in and heard a pathetic-sounding cry which didn't sound at all like Claire but I somehow knew it was her. I was right. She looked terrible with eyes puffy from crying. I cried when I saw her. I held her and sang to her and talked to her for about 40 minutes till she was feeling better. Then we went to the another area where we had waited at the beginning of the day. Eventually Claire was hungry and took a bottle and was able to hold it down. Around 3pm we finally headed home. We should get the diagnosis in a week or so.

Today I was still exhausted from the experience and had two naps by noon. Claire seems to be back to normal and had a good PT appointment this morning.