Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Given the Choice, Always Go With the 9 Incher

In the continued effort to figure out exactly what the fuck is going on with my brain, I was told I would need an MRI of my spine.

As I mentioned before, I didn't really enjoy getting an MRI. I'm a bit claustrophobic and it's really hard to not freak out when you are shoved into a plastic coffin for 30 minutes at a time.

Imagine my enjoyment when the imaging center called to confirm my appointment and I casually inquired as to how long I should expect to be there. "Well," Appointment McConfirmington explained, "You will need to be here a half hour before the test begins and we are scanning two sections of your spine, each of which will take 45 minutes, so you should expect to be here for 2 hours".

What?

Two hours? One and a half of which will be spent in the chamber of noise and doom? No thank you, sir. "Oh. That's a really long time. I'm a little claustrophobic", I explained to AMC. I mean, it was just something I said in reaction to the horror that awaited me. I wasn't expecting him to, you know, comfort me or anything. But comfort me he did.

He wanted to make sure I knew it wasn't going to be as bad as I was expecting. He wanted to make me aware of the fact that the machine I would be in is new and larger than what I had previously experienced. He bestowed upon me his wisdom, words that would ring in my head during the entirety of my one and a half hours.

"It will be 9 inches from your face, instead of the usual 4 and a half". Wow. 9 inches instead of 4 and a half. I don't know anyone who would say no to that.

And so I had my 9 inch MRI and all was well. Loud, but well. I only felt like I was going to freak out once, and it passed quickly. In fact, with the way Caitlyn has been driving me nuts the last couple of weeks, it was kind of nice to lay down and not have to get up to pull Caitlyn off of something she knows she shouldn't be climbing for an hour and a half.

I do not have any results or information yet, in case you were wondering, but I will surely update when I do.

3 comments:

Gia said...

Ha! Well, I hope for the best for you! 9 is definitely better than 4.5...in so many ways!

Front Desk Ninja said...

Gia took my joke. Dammit.

AKD said...

I am so glad the test didn't gargle balls!