We met with a neurologist a few weeks ago. She ordered an MRI for our boy, to rule out any physical brain issues. The appointment is tomorrow.
I assume we won’t have any answers for several weeks, but at least we are finally getting some traction.
Yesterday, the girl and I went to her EEG.
Some of you asked about the reasons for testing. She has fluctuating difficulty in comprehension and ability (both at school and at home). We’re fairly certain that at least some of it is by choice, for attention.
However, I’m of the “leave no stone un-turned” line of thought, so we consulted a neurologist. The doctor shares some of our concerns. We don’t want to assume she has only behavioral issues, then later in life find that there is some type of damage causing the problems. The tests will determine whether anything is not-quite-right.
They taped little electrodes to her head and wrapped it like Queen Nefertiti. Actually, more like King Tut, come to think of it.
Side note: does anyone else think that Egyptian chick looks creepily like Olivia Wilde?
So then, the tech turned out the lights and told her, “Just close your eyes, be still and relax.”
What ensued was a very UN-relaxing 50 minutes of “But I can’t stop moving. I can’t close my eyes. I just can’t,” while the tech and I tried to bribe her. Thanks to RAD (or just plain old “I-want-to-do-the-opposite-of-what-you-say-because-then-I’m-in-control”), we may have to go back. The tech wasn’t sure how much of the data is usable.
On the way to the appointment, I told her that if she was very cooperative, I’d take her out for lunch. About 45 minutes in (I didn’t know it was almost over), I said, “Let’s do it this way. At this point, I’m not taking you out. If you want to go out to eat, you have to earn it back.” She was incredible for the last five minutes.
Dang it. Why do I always think of the solution so late in the game?
As we left, she asked if we’d go out to eat. “No,” I said, “you didn’t earn lunch out. But, you were very cooperative for the last five minutes, so you earned a snack.” I went through a fast food drive-thru and got her a dollar burger. Gotta reward progress immediately.
She pouted a little. “Lunch at a restaurant would have been more fun.” Yep. And if you simply closed your eyes, neither I nor the EEG tech would be frustrated right now.
She has an MRI coming up in two weeks, but she’ll be sedated for that.
Today is the EEG for our girl. I’m not actually sure what this one is supposed to tell us but the neurologist ordered it so we’re going. One step closer to the MRI and more definite answers. We hope.
The EEG is “sleep deprived,” so we’re up all night watching movies (and I’m praying the boy doesn’t wake…I’ll never get him back to bed). She’s having the time of her life.
I think I’m the only one feeling the sleep deprivation.
It’s okay. God created naps for a reason…