MRI

We finally made it our MRI!!! Max had started getting sick on Sunday and it continued on into Monday. At first I was worried that they wouldn't do it, luckily they did. Of course Max having absolutely no stranger danger issues went straight to the person doing the test and thought he was headed to have some fun. Little did he know... They said he did great in the back. He laid down and started breathing in the gas watching the balloon that was attached go up and down and went right to sleep. He did end up getting an injection because they wanted to place dye in him to see some extra stuff. I figure get it done now rather than later! They told me he was going to be grumpy after he got done but I didn't know he was going to be a reincarnation of the devil!!! On top of having a bit of a cold he wasn't feeling good from the anesthesia. He couldn't keep anything down and of course it all came up twice exorcist style at the restaurant where we were trying to get some lunch. I felt so bad! All day all he did was whine and cry. Poor guy went through a lot of stuff yesterday. I still don't know anything and wont for probably a week. The person who did the test did say that they think they found what is going on though. So I guess that is good and bad. I'll keep you all posted as I know something.
This is Max in the car crying after he started waking up from the anesthesia.