Payton's 2 year after treatment scans...

Today was Payton’s 2 year after treatment CT/MRI Scans. I can hardly believe that it has been 2 years since we finished up with his treatment. I was thinking to myself as I was getting ready to head to Cook’s this morning how much Payton has changed over the past two years. Payton has grown up so much and this was the first scans that I could actually talk to him about the day. I told Payton about how we were going to go to the hospital to get his pictures today. Up to this point I have just had to drive to the hospital and let him find out what he was doing when we got there since he would always get really scared. This morning I was able to get up and explain to Payton that he couldn’t eat or drink anything until after he received his pictures, he replied “OK, Mom.” I was thinking wow, how much he has changed since this all started. We got to the hospital and Payton walked into the CT scan room and said all grown up “I will take the picture, but you need to tell that crazy guy not to talk to me and tell me to hold my breath.” I never realized why the CT scan was scary to him until today. They have an intercom in the machine and they talk to him through it and it was scaring him. I am thinking to myself that I am so glad that he is finally at the age that he can communicate to me and tell me how he is feeling. It really helped make the day much smoother. Our wait for Payton’s MRI was long since they brought a girl in by ambulance that needed an MRI and she got placed in front of Payton. Payton did really well up to that point, but then he had a little melt down because he was so hungry. I had asked the anesthesiologist to give him the ‘giggle juice’ and he replied that he doesn’t usually give it or recommend it. At that point I said ok. Then when he was trying to put him under he turned to me and said he is fighting this too hard next time you need to give him the giggle juice. REALLY! Mothers really know their children best; I wish they would learn to trust us. By the time we got out of the hospital it was 5:00 before Payton could eat. I felt bad for him since I know he was starving. Our Oncology appointment is at 8:00 tomorrow morning and I am stressing and trying to stay calm. Hopefully we will receive great news.