Well, they are round, with a hole and Grace was in the middle of both of them yesterday.
No results from the test, but all went smoothly.
She was required to refrain from eating for 12 hours before the procedure. So, while we waited for her 12 noon procedure, her stomach was growling. We had a variety of reading materials while we waited (yes – as you have read before, Dr. Appointments are an all-day affair here, so we go prepared.) The item of most interest was our first issue of DELIGHT magazine. To say that it was delightful would be an understatement. I know that this issues will be well-worn with creases and cooking splashes as we anxiously wait for the summer issue to arrive.
I, too, was not eating in solidarity, so as we browsed through page after page, we were drooling over every recipe. If the wait had been any longer, we might have nibbled on the corners of the pages. Before heading into the exam, it was decided that we would attempt the bagel recipe once we got home.
If you have never had an MRI, it is cold, very loud and you have to enter a cocoon-like tube and stay perfectly still for about 40 minutes. It also includes an injection. Out of all of my children, Grace was really the ideal one to tolerate it. She is very rational and takes rules and requirements SERIOUSLY. When the technician told her to close her eyes and not to move, the child did not flutter an eyelash through the entire process.
During the procedure she listened to classical music. Afterwards she told me that she knew some of the music and played them on the piano inside her fingers.
During the procedure I stood by her side, and rubbed her legs and feet, just to let her know that I was there. Forty minutes are a long time to glance around a room. Grace was tall enough to be placed on the adult-sized board that feeds into the machine. But on the shelves that I was facing, there were small toddler sized boards, and tiny infant sized boards. I gave thanks for our blessings. I can only imagine the torment that some families have to go through as their little ones fight life-threatening illnesses. We are lucky. Sometimes our luck might not seem so great. But we ARE lucky.
The technician was wonderful, and so patient. He let Grace have a look at his computer when we were done. She is hoping for some good prints of the results to frame for her room. Nothing like brain-themed room decor. That’s our Grace.
As promised, when we got home, we made bagels.
We activated yeast, kneaded dough, waited for rising, boiled and baked.
As a native New Yorker, I will say that they were impressive. Soft. Chewy. A very bagely texture. Far better than any “gluten-free bagel” that I had ever had purchased.
Want the recipe? http://delightglutenfree.com/gluten-free-bagels. We did 1/2 the recipe since it was our first attempt – next time, definitely a full dozen!
They received a thumbs up from the patient and the hungry, after-school crowd.
The next round of tests and another visit with Dr. Neuro takes place on Monday.
Fingers crossed that we have as much luck with a headache solution that we did with bagel making.