Oliver had his first cardiac MRI on Monday. Because he is so young, he had to have general anesthesia. During the MRI, the technicians needed Oliver to hold his breath. (When you breathe, your heart moves. The MRI machine is like a big camera. If you move while the picture is being taken, the picture is blurry). To get Oliver to hold his breath, the anesthesiologist had to intubate him. Then, every few seconds, she could stop his breathing for 3-5 seconds while they took a picture of his heart. Fortunately, the breathing tube came out before Oliver regained consciousness.
Oliver did well with not eating. He asked for a snack every hour starting at about noon. As soon as I told him he had to wait until his MRI was done, he returned to playing. He was finally sedated at 2:30 pm.
At 4 pm, I got to go back to the recovery room to hold him while he woke up. He ate all of the animal crackers his Grandma left during her recent visit and drank all of the Gatorade I brought from home.
Then, we went home. He was a bit calmer than usual all evening--and he smelled horrible. Yesterday, I figured it out: He smells like the anesthetic he was given. His body has broken the anesthetic down and has been excreting it through his pores and, most noticably, in his urine. His diapers were abominable for the first day after his MRI was done. By this afternoon, the horrible odor was gone--and his energy levels were back to normal.
We'll learn the results of the scan next Monday at his cardiology appointment.