The next decade....what's in store?

Day in Port of Spain: 4

MRI Technician: Do you have any metal pins in your body?
Yamfoot: Nope.
MRI Technician: Any bridges in your teeth? Any metal ever got in your eyes?
Yamfoot: Nope.
MRI Technician asks me to fill out a form which includes a question on the symptoms I have been having. I write what they are and then add that I have been having memory loss.
MRI Technician: Short term or Long term?
Yamfoot: Short term.

Technician tells me to take off my jewellry and bra and then lie on the thingy. He gives me ear plugs because the machine makes noise. He advises that if at any time I want him to stop, I should press the button that he places in my hand. I tell him I have anxiety issues.

But I am prepared not to press "stop" because if I do, he would have to start over at the very beginning and there was no way I would let that happen.

The mind is a helluva thing. It's a bit clostraphobic under there. He told me if I was closing my eyes, to do it before he rolled me in. So I listened. Then I thought great thoughts about any and everything. So far, so good. No stop button for me.

He then does the cervical spine scan. Near the end of it, he comes from behind his computer to tell me I have been moving around too much and he has to redo that last segment. He asks me not to swallow. Lawks. How long for? Only 3 minutes. That is do-able. And I succeeded.

Got my film, went to my friends, got up next day, got on the LIAT plane (very on time), got back to Grenada, went to work, conducted the training session and just waiting for when I go back to the Brain Docta to get my results. That's Saturday. Maybe I'll update you. Maybe I won't. But this was certainly an interesting experience for me.

How quickly perspectives can shift......

Posted by yamfoot at November 8, 2006 09:15 PM