You know how when you dream about something that you are worried about, the real situation usually turns out absolutely fine. Well........
Victoria's 24 hour ambulatory EEG did not exactly go as expected. You know, 24 hours is a really long time. There's just gotta be a better way of keeping 22 wires hooked to a two year old. All day long, I tried to keep Victoria still and quiet. We stayed in the cool air conditioning. We went to eat at Waffle House because everyone is happy at Waffle House, right? (surprisingly, no one seemed to notice her little robotic head).
Victoria immediately figured out how to unzip the secret compartment and then push the button that she was not supposed to push! Only I was directed to push the button when I saw her eyes jerking left and right. I was supposed to record any episodes on a little chart, but all I recorded was: sorry, Victoria pushed the button again.
Did the neurologist really think I had time to stare into her eyes all day long? No, I was busy trying to keep her little fingers away from the darn button! I decided to keep her up from her nap just to make sure her fingers didn't do any more exploring.
A few hours later, I took off the pink cap and made a distressing discovery. Yep, every single one of those 22 little wires had jumped ship. They were all off her head! They weren't even stuck to her hair!
So, I had to do the walk of shame and turn everything back in to the doctor with only 8 hours of data recorded. The great news is we get to re-do the test again! Yipee! Next time, I plan on dreaming about scoops of ice cream in hot fudge sauce.