Tuesday’s MRI turned out to be a total waste. The place was not upfront about the cost on the phone, and we didn’t find out until after we got there that it was going to cost us close to $1300 out of pocket. I’m in no position to wait another 2 to 3 weeks to get to get in at a different place, so Jason told me not to worry about it and that we would make payments. I then spent 30 minutes with my boobs flattened against the opening of the machine and listening to the absolute worst radio station ever, Jack FM. They played Ace of Base, and then followed it with recoding of people begging them to never play the band again. I was barely able to walk out of the place since they had to force my leg all the way flat. Overall, I wasn’t a happy camper. Then, about 2 hours later, the clinic called and told that they didn’t see anything wrong with the ligaments, so they don’t know what’s wrong with it…just that there is fluid.
Today was a good day, aside from our little adventure to Hannah’s doctor. It was 91 out, so we decided to let Hannah run around in the sprinkler. While she was playing, we took her tank top off of her so that it didn’t get wet. I immediately noticed a quarter sized bump between her shoulder blades. It was red, puffy and clearly not a mosquito bite. She had also left long scratches where she had been itching at it. I immediately got on the phone with her doctor’s office to see if I should bring her in. Hannah continued to play while I waited for them to call me back.
So…a qusai eventfull few days.