Since December it is clear to say we have not been blessed with a run of good health in our house. The New Year started for me with a dislocated little finger and then quickly turned in to a nasty dose of pneumonia for The Girl.
The Girl has been having a few stomach issues for a couple of years now and the hospital have slowly been ruling things out after thy changed her meds for her JIA as they originally thought that was the cause. Last week she went for an MRI.
We had to travel down to South Wales which took just over 3 hours which was not fun as The Girl is travel sick and suffers quite badly when she is hungry. The journey was done after being nil by mouth since 6am on the day of the exam. For 2 days before hand she had to follow a restrictive diet which for an 11 year old fussy eater seemed to consist of jelly and ic lollies. Everything else she could eat she wan’t a fan of.
When we arrived at the MRI Suite there was some form filling to be done and The Girl was given a jug of water with a contrast solution added. Personally I have had these before and they are not what you would describe as nice to drink. As the contrast tablet dissolves the water takes on the consistency of wallpaper paste. The Girl as you can imagine was not impressed with having to drink this.
Once the jug was empty it was time to get undressed in to a hospital gown. I had tried to prepare her for these tests, explaining she would lie in a tunnel and had to keep still but as it was a special magnetic tunnel I would not be allowed with her. She seemed to accept this. However, when she was getting changed I was asked if I wanted to go in the room with her. This really was a no brainer. I too had to don the hospital gown and make sure I had no metal one me.
For us the MRI wasn’t a fun experience and not one I hope she has to have repeated. I really am grateful I was allowed to go in with her as she was very distressed about having to lie in the tunnel and lie still. Due to her JIA she finds it painful to lie flat on her back and not move her legs. A couple of the scans had to be repeated as she moved so it took longer than it should have done.
Once it was all over there was some sort of a smile back on her face which was helped to return by a chocolate bar from the hospital restaurant before our 3 1/2 hour journey home.
This wasn’t a nice experience for my little girl but I am so proud of her for having these tests and all she goes through with ill health. We now sit and wait for the results hoping nothing is wrong.
Has your child undergone a MRI? What was your experience like?