Encased in Carbonite

Kinley had her head MRI tonight — a follow up to track the brain bleed spotted in past ultrasounds.

After she finished her first evening bottle, nurses and a technician began preparing her. They loaded up a portable bassinet with supplies — everything from a pacifier to a couple emergency respiratory kits. Her leads were removed and she was changed to a button free shirt. She was swaddled and placed in an immobilizer — a bulky, blue padded contraption with buckles. Washcloths were rolled up and placed on either side of her head. A portable monitor was connected to her pulse oxometer. Finally, we rolled out.

After a stop at reception to disable her security bracelet, we road the elevator down to the third floor NICU. We stopped to pick up another emergency kit and strap Kinley in. The nurse snapped the buckles of the immobilizer and pulled the straps tight, forming a snug cocoon. We then rolled through our old Pod 1 on the way to the bridge that connected us to Arnold Palmer Hospital.

We wound our way through the old halls, not nearly as posh as those of Winnie Palmer Hospital, to the MRI room. I chatted with the technician about the procedure. Mom said goodbye to her daughter and we were lead down the hall to a waiting area.

Kinley fell fast asleep and they were able to fly through the MRI in thirty minutes without any retakes.

We’ll likely have results tomorrow.