I know it's Thursday but had to put some days between what went down on Monday. First I fretted about Monday since last Wednesday. Sven was scheduled for an MRI because he is having bone pain and they want to make sure that the chemo is not causing damage to the the bones. Not only was I worried about the results of the MRI I was more anxious on how Sven was going to take it, he had to be sedated because they needed a contrast which means he is in the machine for 1 1/2 hrs. I tried to talk him through it the night before and that it would be ok to cry, it would be ok to be scared and that I would be right beside him to help him be as brave as he could. Well I broke down, screamed at the receptionist and had a full blown breakdown, uncontrolable sobbing and all, I just saw the terror in Sven's eyes as they tried to get him sedated, it brought me back to the initial diagnosis day when they had to hold him down to start IV's at these times I swear I can feel his terror and I have to stand by and watch it all, thank GOD he recovers more quickly than I do, and as usual Sven had me in giggles all the way home talking about that huge donut machine and how he does not think he will want a donut ever again. God, I love him! Hoorah Sven! Keep fighting!