MRI at CHLA
Ruby’s CT Scan came back inconclusive. Our ENT noticed there was something off about her left cochlea and cochlear nerve region but couldn't thoroughly make a Cochlear Implant recommendation without getting more detail with an MRI. So that was our next step...
On August 11th, we had our MRI scheduled at Children’s Hospital Los Angeles. This was a lot more nerve-wracking than the CT as they have to sedate young children because they need to lie still for over an hour (let’s be honest, I’m not even sure I could do that!). Ruby had never had an IV put in her, let alone be sedated, so this was uncharted territory for us...
We had to deprive her of food starting around midnight the night before. We were allowed to give clear liquids up until an hour or two before check-in time, which is (I think) 3 hours before the procedure. This was hard enough. Luckily, our little Ruby loves her juice (gatorade).
Once we arrived, we had to go through and do some prep. They asked us a bunch of questions and got her IV started. She barely flinched at the IV.
The nurses and volunteers (I think some were volunteers??) there are so good about distracting the kids with toys. Heck, I was pretty distracted myself by the bubbles and the lights. Thank goodness for that, since I was a ball of nerves. The IV was put in her arm, and in order to make sure she didn’t yank it out (which she still managed to do once), they covered it with a gauze/towel cast.
Then, we met with the anesthesiologist. He told us that he was going to use Propofol as the anesthetic because it is fast acting for both sedation and wearing off. I couldn’t stop thinking, “Isn’t that the drug that Michael Jackson died from?! How is that safe for my BABY??!!” The scariest moment was to come... Only one parent was allowed into the room while Ruby “falls asleep” (at least CHLA realizes how important it is to have mom or dad as the last person your child sees). Harrison went in. I waited in the other room. It got really quiet. 5 minutes felt like an eternity. FINALLY Harrison came back and said it went fine.
THEN THE REAL WAITING GAME BEGAN. We had to wait about 90 minutes for the MRI to be done. I guess that’s just as long as brain scans take. I tried to kill some time by drawing, doing some work on my laptop, making a run to the cafe, etc. But time ticked by SOOOO SLOOOOOWLY.
Finally, just after the 90 minute mark, they called me and let us know she was coming out. We met her in a recovery room where she was still sleeping. She looked so peaceful. Probably the best sleep of her life. They had us talk to her and rub her back to get her to wake up. They weren’t going to discharge her until she was up and drinking some juice. After about 5 minutes, she started to come to. She was so drowsy and high off drugs still. It was really quite adorable.
Lastly, they gave us some take home instructions on what to look for in case there is a problem with the anesthesia. But Ruby was just fine (despite still being “drunk”), and we got to take her home!











