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NIH is a pretty big place. The security was pretty tight! I wasn't expecting that. We had our car searched, and all our luggage and bags had to go through a scanner like in an airport. The security guides were very friendly and kind to us. I don't know if they are always that way, but I was suspicious. Sure enough, one of the women had a nine year old grand-daughter with Down syndrome!
The admissions process was confusing and not very welcoming. Our admissions officer must have been having a really bad day. That's all I can say about that!
We met the researchers: Dr. Nancy Lee and her assistant Elizabeth Adeyemi. They were both warm and charming. Hannah easily went into a little room to start her cognitive testing. Meanwhile, James and I spent a couple of hours filling out questionnaires (8+ different surveys and assessments). Through the door, we could hear Hannah giggling.
At lunch time NIH treated us to cafeteria food! How about that? It could have been worse, so we can't complain.
We had some free time. This is how Hannah passed the time:
|Thanks, iPad Face Goo.|
We all put in ear plugs. Hannah said, "Whew! That's a relief!" But she wasn't really relieved. She was quite worried.
So I climbed on the "bed".
It wasn't bad at all.
But when it was Hannah's turn she was hemming and hawing. She eventually convinced herself to get on the table. We pushed in into the "tunnel" a little bit at a time. She acclimated pretty well, though she wanted to talk the whole time. I thought she'd have balked at the head "cage" thingy. The "halo" had a little mirror. When she actually does have the MRI she will be able to see a video of her choice on that mirror. They will create MRI-safe glasses so she will be able to see the video! How about that? Hannah liked that idea quite a bit.
After the MRI practice there was more cognitive testing. She lasted another hour or so, and then was burnt out.
It was a successful day. We even got out of most of the DC traffic!
We'll go back in a few weeks to complete the study. On the way home Hannah was singing made-up lyrics to go with the music she had on her iPad. She sang, "I was so worried, but now I'm brave. I don't mind an M-R-I. I am fine. I can do it and it's not ba-aa--aa-d."
If you're interested in reading about Hannah's previous study for an Alzheimer's medication, you can look here: Rivastigmine.