 What a Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hi,
I took him for his MRI's today. (head, neck and tmj) I suggested they break them up into 3 seperate ones, hey, that's a long time to be in there! His doc wanted to get them ASAP, which I can understand, so he gave him valium to take. The lady told me I could go in with him since he was somewhat nervous. (he managed with the brain scan a few months back, but that was no more than 20 minutes) Anyway, they put this huge thing over his chest and head so that he couldn't move, and told him that in between tests she'd let him get up and out of there for awhile. Well, things never go as planned, one of the MRI's didn't come out as planned, and the other one needed contrast, so he was in there for a straight 2 hours!!! And the MRI for the tmj, having to have that thing in your mouth did not look comfortable. I'd touch his leg once in awhile to let him know that mom was there. The last 45 minutes was terrible. I started noticing his eyes darting back and forth, and his breathing was getting erratic, so I asked her if I could hold his hand. I jerked my rings off and stuck my hand in there and boy, did he grab it. Now, he is at that age where he would never hold his mother's hand, so I knew he was having claustrophobic troubles. It was then, looking at my kid in this big clunking machine, scared to death, with this whole contraption over his head and neck to stabilize him, that my heart completely broke. It took everything I had inside of me not to cry. Afterwards, he said, "never again". He said seperating the tests would've been o.k. Thank goodness that's done, we should have the results by friday. I pray to God every day, probably more than he wants to hear from me, that my son gets better, and sometimes I get sooo scared and ask him to just please throw all this on me, I can handle it, he's too young. Why does life seem so heartbreaking, sometimes? Thanks for listening.
Cheryl
[This message has been edited by CherylLynn24 (edited 10-30-2003).]
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