Goodness me yesterday was a LONG and LONG day! Long and stressful and dreadfully hungry for our "poor POOR John." On top of everything, his forgetful Mama accidently left his Pooh Bear at home which was a HUGE oversight on her part. Thankfully, one of the nurses was kind enough to hunt down a sweet stuffed animal for him to have. It wasn't new but it helped relieve some of his anxiety.
It wasn't until 3:30 that they finally gave him something to make him sleepy. He was very opposed to the whole idea of falling asleep and did everything in his power to fight the drug. It wasn't until they put the mask on his face that he finally surrendered.
|John on drugs....|
Despite being a child of small stature... his MRI's took a very very long time. A very LONG time.
Long enough that he was waking up as they were removing him from the machine. Thankfully, he woke up happy and HUNGRY!
His favorite part of the day was when we stopped by Hardees on our way home and bought him some mashed potatoes, a biscuit and THREE pieces of chicken (without the skin). The orange soda was icing on his cake.
We had not planned on a day that would run into the late night. We hadn't planned on eating hospital food and Hardees for John and Elijah having to fix dinner for himself and Aaron. We definitely hadn't planned on coming home so late that Elijah had already put Aaron in bed and was looking at Minecraft videos with him to keep him company, so he wouldn't be scared upstairs by himself. We hadn't planned any of it, but it was sweet to see the one brother caring for the other brother in such a tender and loving way. It's precious to know that when days run long and plans change that we have a son who is willing to step up and take charge.
We won't be given any results until we meet with the different doctors later on this month and next month. We don't know what the results will mean for John in the future. We will just take it one step at a time. One LONG day at a time.