Frequent Visitors

Today after lunch with my brother's family and visiting my sister-in-law who just had surgery, Chloe and I went to our main hang out, Primary Children's Medical Center. You know you're a frequent visitor when the man who works at the valet parking recognizes your vehicle and knows which door to get the wheelchair out of, before you even get out of the car! You also know you're a frequent visitor when the security officer says, "Hi Chloe!" as you walk past to go to your appointment. You also know you're a frequent visitor when your computer pulls up the hospital's internet automatically, because you've used it so much that it recognizes it. Oh well! It's not a bad place to hang, and I always seem to make friends with other parents at almost every visit!

Today we are here for Chloe's 4th brain MRI. I was thinking about it today, and realized we get pictures of Chloe's brain more often than we take her to get her regular pictures taken. The brain has a photo shoot every six months. Chloe only gets a photo shoot once a year.

Poor Chloe, they sedate her for her MRI's, and so all day today she could only have clear liquids, and two hours before she couldn't have anything at all! Plus she was supposed to be sleep-deprived, which meant no nap. She is such a trooper, though, she wasn't ornery, even after they gave her an IV! Maybe because she's done this enough to know that getting an IV means getting a prize from the nurses. (Today's prize was a little blue monster!) ....

Since I know she does well under sedation and coming out of sedation, MRI's are no big deal for us these days. While she's sleeping I sing lullabies, digital scrapbook, and at the moment I'm blogging. Isn't she just precious?....

The song I've been singing today is:

Oh, Hush Thee, My Baby - Childrens Songbook

Oh, Hush Thee, My Baby

Oh, hush thee, my baby; A story I’ll tell,

How little Lord Jesus On earth came to dwell;

How in a far country,Way over the sea,

Was born a wee baby, My dear one, like thee.

Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby dear.

sleep, little baby; have nothing to fear.

Lullaby, lullaby, lullaby dear.

Jesus will care for his little one here.

(The last line is my favorite!)

That song is oh-so appropriate for us. Whenever I'm with Chloe, in the hospital setting especially, I feel angels everywhere! Who better to be frequent visitors in your life than angels! I think angels surround Chloe because she's an angel herself. It is so comforting to know that she is well taken care of (and it takes a lot of pressure off me)! =)

I've gotta run. The little blue monster is trying to steal my snacks!....