Hey, Preciouses! I am finally getting around to writing about my late-night MRI! It’s pretty fitting that I’m sitting here (laying here) writing about the middle of the night … In the middle of the night!
So, I had been having some returning symptoms … Blah, blah,blah … We already talked about this in the ER post. So Thursday night at 9:30pm was the only time they could fit me in.
It was like a ghost-town at Ye Old Duke Hospital. We are used to hustle and bustle of day life, but there was just about nobody there!
I thought I was fine, not nervous at all, until we hit the Cancer Center :
I took my Valium, and I felt calm, but my body told a different story. They wheeled me back to the waiting room (because I can’t walk that far), and the waiting began …
I must say, when I finally got back and met the three staff members that helped me, it was ABSOLUTELY THE BEST MRI experience I have ever had. The team was so friendly and helpful. They were gentle and kind. They knocked the fear factor down a couple notches. Loves them so!!
The “test” took about 20 minutes. They did it without contrast, which I’m assured is okay for stroke detection. (I freaked a little while there, and three people nicely reassured me)
Besides being put in a scary tube of death:
The worst part is the sound. For those that have never had the privilege of having a ride on the MRI coaster, here is an example of the sounds: let’s hope this works. They come in bursts, and a lady was nice enough to come on the speaker and let me know what was coming. The sounds and vibrations last from 2 to 4 minutes a piece. On a side note, most of the MRI tubes they stick you in are dark … Like a close, tight, tunnel of death. This one had lights in it. Even with a washcloth over my face, I could see the light, and it felt more open. So much better for the claustrophobe!!
So it was over pretty quickly! It was the best MRI experience I’ve ever had. I’d even do it there again … And that’s saying a lot!!
On the way out, I was mesmerized by the sparkly floors:
Well, that’s about it. No results read that night. Have to wait. Cross your fingers and toes that it’s all copacetic!
One last picture. J wanted to make sure everyone knows he kept me safe by wearing my ring during the procedure. No jewelry allowed in the giant magnet room!! How sweet!
Love you all!