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Archives: January 2012
Renal sonogram – no problem (Kit can get one done easily – no needles, no nothing - just some jelly belly!) scheduled for 9:30am. Now the grandfather of all problems was the first test called Uroflow fixed for 9:00 am. Basically this test involves drinking so many fluids that the stomach actually bursts, bladder is totally full and then Kit would have to sit on a computerised toilet to pee – as electrodes would be placed on her muscles etc. the computer would pick up the movements that needed to be recorded. Very intriguing indeed and when the doctor was explaining this to me, my mind was racing ahead thinking how on earth we were going to get this done...
So we get up this morning – 1 hour ahead of schedule and start the day at 6:00 am. All breakfast and pee times for Kit over by 7:30am. We had to leave for the hospital at 8:10 so for the 40 mins that we were free, I made her drink 2 bottles of water (very cooperative Kit I must say – she was kind of excited with how the test would turn out!) Then we started our walk to the hospital. On an extremely cold day, Kit is inspired to run as she gets warmer this way...so half way to the hospital, we make a stop and she gulps down a bottle of cranberry juice (bless you Kit!). We finally make it to the hospital and the technician looks like a very decent guy. When you have kids, especially in such delicate tests, your brain sub consciously filters good people from bad people (in terms of who can tolerate your child and their tantrums). Kit is ready to go but when this good guy does a quick ultrasound to see the bladder, he says “No, she’s not ready. She is only a quarter full!”
With all the talk about water and bladders, I am ready to go myself but poor Kit is asked to hold back for some more time while the water travels through her body to settle in her bladder. After 10 mins, it's round 2 and Kit is better than before but still not sufficiently enough for the test. My iphone comes out and I try to distract Kit with some ‘Fruit Ninja’ while she constantly complains of a belly ache. After 5 mins, she is FULL (officially as well!) and after the electrodes are placed, she is ready to go! On the toilet, the techie asks Kit to hold it one last time while he fiddles with the keys on the computer...Kit gets the go ahead and she empties her bladder TOTALLY and guess what? The uroflow did not register!!!!! Some ‘technical’ error did not record the flow readings!!! How cruel is that?? There is no way on earth I can get Kit to drink more at this stage and we head off to the sonogram which (thankfully!) is not so dramatic as this one.
Back to school after an unsuccessful attempt, Kit is still happy and cheerful…I, on the other hand am very upset with how everything turned out today…cannot psyche myself into doing a repeat of this another day…waiting to speak to the urologist!
The recent craze in our house is Kat’s invitation to a Bat Mitzvah – I have heard that it is the most important event for a Jewish family. We’ve never been to one (since it is celebrated when a girl turns 12 and now Kat’s friends are reaching this milestone slowly). I have no doubt that this is big deal for the family involved but in our house, this first Bat Mitzvah for Kat’s friend is such a big deal, I mean SUCH A BIG DEAL! We have had numerous discussions on the gift (Kat comes up with a gift idea almost every single day after some conversations with friends). A dress in white was specifically bought for this occasion and only recently have the golden ballet flats arrived. There were talks about getting hair done but I think Kat realised she was pushing me too far and she has forgotten this for now (I hope!)
At one point, Kat got so carried away with all the fun her friend was going to have, she asked me: “Mummy, can I have a Bat Mitzvah?”!! I almost fell off my chair...
Funny enough, Kit has not realised all this fuss (yet!) – once she figures out that Kat is going for something special, there will be confrontations and arguments about why her friends do not have Bat Mitzvahs yet (they’re only 5 year olds now!) and that IT IS NOT FAIR!!
Updates on the dress and shoes next...