Jude had his 8th treatment today. I brought him since I can get more work done there than I can staying behind with the 2 little ones. It was running an hour behind, as usual, so Jude didn’t get in until almost noon. I’m not sure how he does it, but he barely complains that he is hungry/thirsty. Must be all those prayers coming his way. The anesthesia team here is top notch. They put Children’s Hospital in Minneapolis to shame. They have never (not once) given Jude a poke while he is awake and he has been anesthesized 8 times and will be anesthesized 25 more times without a single poke while he is awake. It’s awesome.  Children’s, on the other hand, takes 3 workers, plus me to hold him down while they stab him with an IV. It’s awful, especially now that I know there is a safe and painless alternative — gassing him completely to sleep and not even doing an IV. I will, of course, do my darndest to get Chilrden’s to change its anesthesia procedures so that Jude doesn’t have to be traumatized for his every 4 month MRIs. If they can’t cooperate, I’ll have to see if another provider in town takes a more humane approach to anesthesia of children. After treatment, Jude picked out the toy that he wants from the toy shelf on Friday (free toy day). It is a Star Wars Lego set. The nurse set it aside for Jude. Then Jude and I went through the drive thru where he got his weekly Happy Meal. They forgot to give him the chocolate milk I ordered for him and when I called later to let them know that the order wasn’t filled properly, they put me on the list for a free Happy Meal.  Makes me wish they would forget the chocolate milk every time.