Primarys

Today Madi had an MRI at Primary Children's.  Madi, Colt's mom, and I went up to the hospital at 7:30 this morning.  Madison's appointment was at 8:30 but with college back in it takes a while to get to Primary's.  In order to be ready for the MRI and sedation she couldn't eat any milk after midnight.  They told me to give her apple juice, water, or pedialyte...what? She is three months old, how on earth is she suppose to accept the fact that she can't have any milk?  I figured it would be a long, long night.  She actually did really well!  I fed her some milk at 11:40 to hopefully satisfy her for the long day ahead. Of course it didn't work!  She woke up at 3 a.m. like always and was hungry.  I decided to try the apple juice mixed with water and she inhaled it.  But it wasn't very filling...she woke up at 6 and wanted more!  I was told that she couldn't have anything to eat after 7.  So you can image how ornery she was when they didn't take her back for sedation until 10:00.  It is really sad to have to see your child go through some of the things she has to go through.  They took us back to a room, told us what would happen today, made me change her outfit to some scrubs, and then took us to a second waiting room.

Here she is getting ready.  She had some cute little hospital socks too.

After waiting in the second waiting room and trying to keep her happy because she was starving, they finally took us to see Dr. Miller.  Dr. Miller is the anesthesiologist that sedated Madison.  I really liked him, he took good care of my cute girl and made sure I knew what I needed to know.  We watched as they put her to sleep, it was really sad, and then one of the nurses said, "Well, looks like she is out so you can go sit in the waiting room, let me show you where that is."  All I could think is, "Wait, let me kiss my baby."  I didn't want to leave her.  It was hard.

Care and I went to the waiting room for about an hour while they gave her the MRI.  It was a good thing that Care was there because I had someone to talk to and make the time go faster.  (I have to teach Relief Society on Sunday so we talked a lot about my lesson.)  They came and got us about 11:15 and we were able to go back and see her as she was waking up.  It was so sad because she was swollen from the IV and she was extremely irritable, which is pretty normal for babies they said.  She cried, and cried, and cried, and cried, and cried for about 20 minutes.  She wouldn't eat, all she wanted was her mom and her binkie.  They finally released her about 11:35 or so and we got to come home.  She has been starving ever since we left the hospital and I don't blame her.  I would have to admit though, she has been a surprisingly happy girl since we left. 

I love my little girl so much and I know that today was just a glimpse of what she and I will go through when she has heart surgery.  I don't think I am ready for that.  I have felt my Savior so close lately and I know that he is here helping me through this time in our life.