To a child, this whole ordeal might seem like something out of a dark Tim Burton movie. I really expected Matthew to be hysterical while this machine rotated around him. Instead he just looked over at me on occasion while he rubbed his finger nails across the textured surface of the sensor. One of the technicians came over to me afterwards and remarked about how impressed he was with Matthew's disposition. I was so proud of my little Braveheart.