Medical Testing

Jordan and I were at the hospital at 6:30 last Thursday morning for an MRI and EEG. It went *OK* and we won't have the test results until our 3:30 appointment with the neurologist on Friday.

I would say I'm not worried, but I'm just superstitious enough that proclamations like that make me uncomfortable. It's like directing an obscene gesture at the gods. No thanks. Plus, I assume if it was something bad, they would have me in there already.

The EEG wasn't fun, but wasn't bad. The nurse was removing the paste from Jordan's face and head after the procedure with a wet washcloth and Jordan told her, "This water has a cold afterfeel.".

The MRI sucked. The neurologist ordered her sedated and Jordan asked the nurse beforehand if they were going to give her an IV. She's had IV's before and she can deal with it, just tell her ahead of time, if possible, and she's good. The nurse said no and she drank the medicine and it made her very sleepy, but not completely out. If you've never had an MRI, you have this cage thing around your head, you're completely enclosed in a tube, you have to be perfectly still and it's so loud you have to wear earplugs. She was in the thing for about 30 minutes, she's doing pretty well and they allowed me to stand next to her and touch her foot and leg so she wouldn't feel alone during it and then they decided to tell my groggy little child that guess what? The neurologist ordered the MRI with contrast. So that wasn't good because she wasn't prepared to have an injection and you can't really reason with a child who's half-out-of-it from whateveritwas they gave her. They ended up calling the doctor who reads the tests and he said not to worry about it.