MRI and Results
Friday I thought I was scheduled for an X-ray and MRI of my left upper thigh and my right shoulder since the former still hurts from my February lifting injury and the latter has gotten progressively more sore with my using my arms to help myself out of chairs, off toilets, and getting up in general. Turned out, I was right about the two X-rays, but only was going to have MRI of leg. Since I’d already taken 1 of my anti anxiety pills and assumed I would be going only part way into the tube, I opted not to take the second tablet and left it in the locker with my clothes. Mistake. The technician assured me that I would have to be slid all the way in to take the picture. Only about 20 minutes lying in a small, confined space. Gulp. Surely I could do that. I’ll take a nap. Would I like a mask? No. Mistake #2. Would I like earplugs? No. Haven’t decided whether a mistake or not. What kind of music would I like? Don’t care. I laid down, the technician put earphones on me and placed a big mat ...