Not sure how this applies to our Gian, she is eating whatever she wants (19.3 kg [nearly 43lbs]!), taking only one last supplement (Magonate), and definitely living her druthers.
MRI-Day this quarter was last Wednesday(09/02) - we pushed it back one week so that Gianni could enjoy her first week of Kindergarten…
We had the standard popsicles for breakfast – Bruno just loves MRI-day. She did great, possibly the easiest “going under” we’ve had to date – I even came out relatively unscathed (minus the obligatory breakdown on the big blue dot outside the Ford Surgery Center door). She came out of the anesthesia like a charm, Tony and I were soothed by the crooning of Gian's Canadian-born PACU nurse ("It's All Goood") and were at the local hamburger joint eating Atomic Burgers and milkshakes by 2:00PM.
Then we waited…. our NP has historically spoiled us rotten by getting back to us with the "good news" on the same day (even if she has to call us from home). Well, when we did not hear from her Wednesday afternoon (just too busy)… Wednesday evening (she’ll call on her way home) ... Wednesday night (should I call her at home … look her up on Zabba … call the police, she must be stranded on the side of the highway!) … Thursday morning (Ughhhh – the receptionist is noticeably annoyed with me). I know some parents don’t get results for days or even weeks . . . there are no words, you just cannot stop your brain from “going there”. We finally connected around 9:30 am Thursday (I am such a wimp) with the good news and a bit of bit of sadness – our NP being that busy means more BT kids.
I suppose a developing a better coping strategy for MRI-day would be a good idea; or rather just having a coping strategy. The current plan is no sleep for 2-weeks prior – work like a maniac to drive scary thoughts and loving, understanding family away, and drink lots of Vanilla Lattes. You can believe my family and colleagues are enamored with "the mood".
Kindergarten… yes Kindergarten! First day of school was fantastic - not only do we get the advantage of being veteran parents (Mr. B is a bonafide 1st grader, and has all the low down) but we get to be Kindergarten parents again.
What a great summer, we got in a full two weeks at the cabin - not to be outdone we also had a full blown FIRE at the cabin (details), swim lessons, summer camp, graduations (yes we now matriculate at every grade), some quality G'parent time (both KY and Lincoln),
…and our first "post" headache from Gianni. I can blog about it (the headache) now because we've had the aforementioned clear MRI; but her having “owie-head” was frightening. She came down with the “ick” a few weeks before the MRI. I called our NP, the on-call advice nurse, and got Gianni an appointment to see her General Practitioner the very next day. But then later that night something really wonderful happened… she got a very high fever (102F)! Fever = infection, so this was a good and reassuring symptom.
We are grateful for every minute of every day.
P.S. I get to be a soccer mom
