And after all those wonderful celebrations, comes the D-Day. Madam's next MRI scan.
So as always, we set off for Mt. Elizabeth hospital, got her admitted (the children's ward was full, so she got admitted into the rather boring and depressing adult ward which quickly got her bored in 2 minutes), did the whole routine of changing into scrubs, getting vitals checked multiple times, get wheeled into the MRI centre (totally unnecessary but we make it a fun wheel chair ride), wrestled with the anesthesia process as always, waited outside as the little one got her umpteenth MRI done, waited for her to come out of the anesthesia, slowly got her to drink water and juice and eat some food after several hours of fasting, kept her entertained until discharge, gave into all her macaron and chocolate demands, and all the while waiting for the results.
Usually the doctor comes before discharge and gives us the update but today, he was caught up in a surgery and we were asked to come back tomorrow.
So that was that.
What was beautiful about the day?
The fact that she braved through another day in the hospital, and was as fresh as ever when she got back home after several hours.
The fact that we have such a bunch of supportive friends, a few even came down to give us company in the hospital, even though it was only a scan and not something more serious like the surgery. God bless them!
The fact that we could all still smile and laugh and crack jokes in the midst of it all.
I guess for now, that will do. Tomorrow, we get the results.
276 more to go.
So as always, we set off for Mt. Elizabeth hospital, got her admitted (the children's ward was full, so she got admitted into the rather boring and depressing adult ward which quickly got her bored in 2 minutes), did the whole routine of changing into scrubs, getting vitals checked multiple times, get wheeled into the MRI centre (totally unnecessary but we make it a fun wheel chair ride), wrestled with the anesthesia process as always, waited outside as the little one got her umpteenth MRI done, waited for her to come out of the anesthesia, slowly got her to drink water and juice and eat some food after several hours of fasting, kept her entertained until discharge, gave into all her macaron and chocolate demands, and all the while waiting for the results.
Usually the doctor comes before discharge and gives us the update but today, he was caught up in a surgery and we were asked to come back tomorrow.
So that was that.
What was beautiful about the day?
The fact that she braved through another day in the hospital, and was as fresh as ever when she got back home after several hours.
The fact that we have such a bunch of supportive friends, a few even came down to give us company in the hospital, even though it was only a scan and not something more serious like the surgery. God bless them!
The fact that we could all still smile and laugh and crack jokes in the midst of it all.
I guess for now, that will do. Tomorrow, we get the results.
276 more to go.
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