Monday, April 20, 2009

Hi again,
Today I went for my MRI. They were right on time so I got in and out right away. It was the time in the middle that was an event. I have claustrophobia, so I get what they call an open MRI. It is suppose to help those of us with this malady not be quite so spastic when they put you in it. Ha! Luckily I got a tech that was very nice and liked to explain everything. I like that. So I lay down on the bed part of the thing. Jeff the tech then puts a pillow under my knees to make me more comfortable. That to was nice. He also puts these headphone like things on me to help with the noise. He says he can hear me if I need something just tell him and he will stop the test and pull me out. Then he hands me this thing like a nurse call button and says I can also squeeze it if I am in distress and he will hear that.
Now he says the he will slowly move me into the unit. So I close my eyes and go backwards head first into this thing. When it stopped, I opened my eyes and nearly peed my pants. This thing was about two inches from my nose. No kidding. So Jeffie boy is still standing in the room, I say, this is an open MRI? He says yes both sides are open. I look and see daylight. I tip my head all that I could and see that I could reach back and pull myself out if I needed to escape this small white culvert. It was just a few seconds and I hear Jeffie boy say, okay we are going to start.
If you have never had an MRI before this is the part that scares the crap out of you. It sounds like they call in Blue Man Group to stand on the outside of the culvert with big hammers and they start to pound on it. Fast. This can go on anywhere from three to five minutes with a short break and it starts again for a total time in the culvert of about 35 minutes.
Because I have an active imagination and can't stand being in closed in places I picture in my minds eye, Blue Man Group standing out there pounding on the culvert. Or I try and count the number of hits, which is hard because it is so fast. This helps pass the time and kept me from spasing out. I have heard some people say it is like being in a coffin. No it's not. A coffin would give you more room.
I hope the test tells the vet something. I must admit though that these new pills he gave me are doing a good job so far.

Got to go now.

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