We Made It!!!

Well, today was the day, we had our MRI. We survived it. It was a very long day that was full of stress but everyone made it ok. My little one is a little shaky and can't really walk right now because of the anesthesia but I am so relieved that I have given myself a headache.

We started out our day at about 8:30am driving about an hour to the hospital. Once we were admitted we had the anesthesia pre-op and that took about 30 minutes. After the pre-op they gave my little one some medication that started to make her "relaxed". I noticed that her speech, what little she has, was very slurred and very hard for her to get out. After being observed for about 20 minutes I was escorted out. I'm pretty sure that I was OK up until this moment. Once the nurse took me out of the MRI room, she told me that it was going to take about an hour and that I could go to the cafeteria for about 30 minutes. After that, I need to be in the waiting room, just in case they need me.

I went to the cafeteria and had a hot dog, but felt guilty because my little one hadn't eaten since 6pm last night. It was now about 11:30 and I was starving. Part of me thought that I need to wait to eat until she can eat that way she isn't going through it alone and then the other part of me thought....well If she comes out of sedation starving I will never get to feed myself because I will be taking care of her. (Some times mom needs to remember that it is OK to take care of herself first). After I ate a hot dog in about 5 minutes, I went back to the waiting room just in case they came looking for me. I waited and waited......then the sirens and lights went off....CODE RED! CODE RED!! I panicked...this was about the point that my little one was supposed to come out of sedation. Had something gone horribly wrong? What the hell.......CODE RED! CODE RED!!....ok where were all of the running doctors? No one was running into the MRI room....where was everyone? CODE RED DRILL OVER! It was a DRILL!!! I almost had a heart attack over a hospital drill?! Then I continued to wait for someone to come get me. Remember it was only supposed to take 1 hour....well it has now been 1.5 hours and I was now pacing the room. What the hell? Don't they know I am waiting for them? How is my baby? THAT'S IT, I'M GOING TO FIND OUT! I went into the MRI check-in booth and inquired with the receptionist. She said Ma'am your daughter is OK and they are coming to get you now, she is in recovery. WHEW! The relief alone is enough to make me cry. I headed up to recovery and found my little angle asleep with an oxygen mask on and all of the machines hooked up to her. I sat beside her for about 2 hours until she woke up and was able to keep down some apple juice. Then they let us go home.

Thank God that we are home safe again! Thank God that we made it with out any problems! Thank God!