Time for the MRI

Today is the day for MRI. The next step! 

We arrived 20 mins early and wanted to do our usual routine of going to get a Costa so we felt a little more relaxed. 

The wait was unbearable, it felt like everything was heightened. So I got my work out and started to distract myself.

We were shown around the areas we needed to know. Where the FMU was and we would need to go tomorrow and where the MRI would take place. As well as having another chat about everything with us. We felt instantly relaxed. Although running around the hospital, she was so kind and made me feel better about it all. Without trying! 

The dr had a look at my 12 week scan images and said she could see the Spina Bifida at that point. But not everyone would. This made me sad, I wondered if I had known then would I have handled things differently? This also reinforced my opinion that the sonographers need more training. Yes it would take a while and be costly, but if specialists can pick it up at 12 weeks, then how on earth can sonographers not pick it up at 20 weeks?

The other shocker was that the surgery HAD to be at 23 weeks, before the baby was at viable birth stage, before it would be registered if things went wrong. This was scary. 

We had some lunch in the hospital cafe (my first taste of delicious hospital food! My husband had a chilli, the plate was huge! I had a jacket potato and to be fair it wasn’t bad, the sandwiches looked far from desirable and the other veggie food really didn’t appeal. Then we went up for the MRI, my husband couldn’t stay with me but I was positive it was going to be fine and was in a calm space. It lasted an hour and I fell asleep, with all the noise and banging from the machines I still managed to fall asleep 🤦‍♀

Bring on tomorrow with the wider team’s consultation and scan!