Anywho, on to the appointment.
We arrived at CBH only to find out that - heaven forbid - the wrong doctor signed the orders for the ultrasound. We waited a 1/2 hour for the right doctor to sign the orders so we could get the test finished.
In the radiology room, Roxy was a trooper. The tech had me hold her and sit in a chair. She didn't mind all the nasty gel in her hair or the constant twitch of the wand. She was only concerned with getting her fingers in her mouth and whether or not she could maneuver my finger into her mouth. (Which she did when I wasn't paying attention!)
Roxy got an A++ for the day. The doctor said that if she had a Grade I brain bleed, you couldn't tell it now. The white matter they were looking for (scar tissue caused by the bleed) was very minimal, if any. All in all, we are the parents of a very healthy, happy 29-weeker!
So, so very happy! I can't wait to speak with the Grad Clinic on Monday to see what kind of "glass half-empty" sad news they decide to give us next. Ugh!