Leighann
Is the Holy Spirit comfortable in my skin?
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The primary danger of the television screen lies not so much in the behavior it produces as the behavior it prevents. ~Urie Bronferbrenn
Leaving the house before the crack of dawn - literally - is not my idea of fun. Who ever thought of starting a procedure before the sun is awake needs to have their eye lashes plucked out one at a time for punishment. By the time my MRI started at 7 a.m., I was feeling nauseous from being on the move so early in the morning. I'd eaten breakfast and then a granola bar while waiting to be called back. Can they see food in your stomach in MRI pictures? I thought the same thing when I ate a bite-sized snickers during the ultrasound.... oh well, just wondering.
If you've never had an MRI, the machine itself sounds like a washing machine on steroids with a jackhammer thrown in for good measure. When they take the pictures, you hear clicking noises accompanied by various fire-alarm like buzzers. The worst thing of course if being rolled into the tiny tunnel. When they first rolled me in, half my head was still sticking out of the machine. I thought, 'this isn't bad. If they had rolled me any further I think there would be a problem.' No later than having thought that, the conveyor belt started up again and they rolled me completely into the tunnel into final position. I have claustrophobic tendencies, especially about having fresh air to breathe, so I really had to employ mind over matter to get through without panicing. An hour and a half later, I was allowed to move on to the ultrasound.
The day over all was great for me. I had a bunch of tests in the morning where I basically layed on a table and let people look at the baby. I was elated that baby boy has a sternum, and his lungs and chest cavity are in great condition. It was also encouraging to hear the surgeons not only have experience with this defect, but also feel confident in the outcome. We're just waiting to see what this little heart is going to do. Like I said on the main page, God is control of this outcome. Whether the baby lives or dies, He is our hope and strength. It's weird to be sitting here having a plan in place, with top doctors in the field, to give this baby a chance when we were told 13 wks ago this baby had ABSOLUTELY NO chance at life. Not only after birth, but also before....that the pregnancy would spontaneously end itself. That a baby with its heart outside its chest just doesn't live. We are now being told the opposite by surgeons who have seen children not only live, but thrive once having their hearts put back in place. We found out 13 wks ago our baby was dying and now we have 13 wks until he is born and proves the OB specialists wrong. Half-way there, babe....half-way there.
Ok, so if you've never met our cat, she's neurotic. Really. Just believe me on this one. Beyond that though, her most annoying habit has to be her digestive problems. Every month or so, she vomits a few times a day for about 4 days. It annoying, gross, and after 10 years, getting quite old. Today, I sit down to eat my lunch, ignoring the dried vomit behind my chair probably done sometime in the night. While in the act of cutting my first bite, I see out of the corner of my eye Taurus gagging. Great, I think. This is appetizing. I put my fork down and use my left hand like a blinder so I don't totally lose my appetite. I waited too long to eat so I'm feeling sick already. This is all I need to push me over the edge. Ok, she's done. Blinder down, but I can see the vomit out of the corner of my eye. I move my chair a little so the angle is better. Shew. That was close. I bring my fork to my mouth to again try and take my first bite when I notice Taurus has moved to the other side of the table - now in full sight of my new angle and is gagging again. You're kidding me, right? That's what you're thinking.... well, that's what I was thinking too. I sat with my head down, looking at my food trying not to see anything out of the corner of my eyes and finish my lunch. Needless to say, I spent some time today cleaning the floors.
I go to Children's tomorrow for the fetal MRI, another fetal ECHO and sonogram. I'll let everyone know what they say.....