Yesterday was a very full and long day. We arrived at 8:45 as instructed for Noelle’s MRI and began the process of paperwork, question answering, examinations, etc. that was required before actually beginning the procedure. Although this was not Noelle’s first MRI {her first one was just over a year ago before discharging from the NICU}, it was the first one which required full sedation, due to her age and size. The reason for this testing goes back to the very beginning of her life and suspicions of a tethered spinal cord. This issue can present a multitude of different types of symptoms and problems in various different people and often requires surgery to clip it in some form; but at our neurosurgery appointment a year ago, the doctor thought there was a large possibility that Noelle’s cord was actually not tethered. Because she was only 3lbs. 8oz. and not sedated for that MRI, the images were not entirely clear, thus presenting more questions than answers and the instruction to wait until she was one year old before repeating the test. And although she was experiencing some typical preemie issues with tightness in her limbs, she was actually moving her legs fairly well, also possibly indicating that her cord was not truly tethered {although the symptoms vary widely}. So we pushed the issue to the back of our minds and honestly even forgot about it in the midst of everything else we experienced through the rest of the year…until December. Noelle turned one in December and the phone calls began to arrive, requesting us to place the procedure on the calendar; but we were in the middle of lock down during one of the worst flu seasons in ten years, causing us to be hesitant about doing an anything “elective” at that point in time. So we postponed it as long as possible, knowing all the while that it would have to be dealt with at some day soon…which came yesterday. Honestly, I was not really concerned about the results, but the sedation was another matter since it had the potential to cause breathing issues and result in intubation; and although we were assured they would do everything possible to avoid that, it was still a risk considering her history. By 9:40, we had completed all the paperwork, questions, screenings, and final details; and they were ready to take her back. Only one of us was allowed to go back with her until she went to sleep, and Tom sweetly allowed me to be that one; but I had mixed emotions since I really wanted to be with her and yet hate those moments in which I have to turn around, walk away, and leave her in the care of strangers. The good news was that they were using a sleeping gas through a mask to put her to sleep before starting the IV. The bad news was that they did not anticipate what a fighter she would be, and so it took quite a bit longer for the gas to take effect. I absolutely hated watching her struggle under the mask, but soon the angry cries and tears subsided; and I was instructed to give her a kiss and was then shown to the waiting room to endure the next couple of hours as we waited. All in all, the wait was not dreadful….not like we’ve experienced previously for other surgeries and procedures; and just shy of two hours later, we were being summoned to the back again to greet her as she awakened.

~Greeting Daddy after the MRI~

~A Cold & Groggy Girl~
We were advised that they had experienced a couple of very small hiccups in the medicine they had to administer (but we had been warned this could be the case since her liver has been exposed to so many medicines for such a long period of time over the past year). But we were thrilled to learn that our main worry, intubation, had been completely avoided; and she had done quite well overall. We were told to expect her to be “out of it” for quite some time, making us chuckle and watch the medical staff react in surprise when she started showing signs of herself in just a few short minutes.

~Coherent enough to start removing things within a few minutes!~
From that point, we simply had to wait for her to warm up her body temperature and awaken completely before we could head across the street to the hospital for the next appointment to discover the results with the neurosurgeon.

~Not too sure about this strange bottle~

~Sweet face {with sensitive skin that did not like the tape they used during the MRI}~

~Dressed and Ready to Go!!~
We were finally discharged and allowed to leave shortly after noon and made the trek across the street to wait for our next appointment. Noelle thought it was great to have Daddy around all day and thoroughly enjoyed filling the waiting time, being entertained by him…

~Playing with Daddy’s thumb~

~Laughing at Daddy’s funny faces~

~Playing peek-a-boo with Daddy~
It took quite some time for the doctor to come to our room; and when he entered, I began to understand why. He greeted us but then stopped just inside the closed door and proceeded to simply observe Noelle for what seemed like a very long time. She was in the midst of playing with the paper on the exam table; and finally he began to ask more questions about what she was doing these days. He seemed to relax a bit upon finding out that she was crawling and pulling up, but then he began to explain the reason for his long observation and his concerns. Noelle’s MRI looked quite different from the last one, which both concerned and puzzled him at the same time. Her spinal cord is indeed tethered, although she is not experiencing outward symptoms as far as we can currently tell; and there was a spot in her neck that appeared as a possible problem of pressure on her spine, but she again was not showing any symptoms that might cause us to think there was an issue. Instead, the main concern was something different. Something that appeared as a very small spot in the middle of her spine a year ago, has now grown quite large and appears to be putting a fair amount of pressure on her spine. The puzzling aspect enters at this point since the surgeon had never before seen this in babies or young children but only in adults. The solution is typically very “simple” in that surgery is performed to remove the fluid without touching the spine; but bone does have to be removed for the spot to be reached, and in Noelle’s case, the long term effects are unknown. Thankfully, he is not rushing to recommend immediate surgery but is hopeful that this can simply wait and be monitored for a while longer, repeating the MRI again in another year. Further consultations will be held early next week as he meets with some other pediatric surgeons from around the country and will discuss this “unusual” issue with them and see if they have ever encountered this and what the course of action proceeded to be.

~Our Happy Girl~
So now we continue to wait, as has become our normal, and see what develops from here. We are certainly cautiously concerned at this moment; but when your life has consisted of a multitude of drastic unknowns and possibilities of treatments and outcomes, it creates perspective for situations such as yesterday. So we just continue to take one day at a time and enjoy every moment given to us. We arrived home last night exhausted and thankful…thankful that the procedure was over, that it went well, and that the results {as always} continue to be in God’s hands. From the bottom of our hearts, thank you for your many and continued prayers and love for our precious girl. We never would have imagined this road would still have so many twists and turns, but we continue to be grateful for the grace and peace that sustains us through it. My favorite picture from the day is this last one, because no matter what kind of day you have, it just does not get any more “normal” than this…

~My messy-faced, crazy-hair girl ready for her nighttime bath~