So today I took a day off work to go all the way into the city with my father for my MRI’s to be done. I took my daily medication cocktail when I woke up as well as a klonapin to prepare my nerves. We left the island at seven A.M. and made it for my appointment on time. I registered and filled out the same paper work I have filled out for the last two years. I took another pill to calm myself even further. I was called in to be prepped for the test. I have been doing this for so long I don’t need to be told a thing anymore but Joe decided I needed to hear his script. Joe did not get that I was in no mood to hear it and trust me anyone else would have gotten the hint. So I put my gown on sit and wait for the room to be ready. Joe called me in and explained that this was a brand new machine, top of the line, wider and shorter tube. Even though it had track lighting it still looks like a coffin. So they take my glasses, ask me to lie on the oh so comfortable metal slab, put on my stylish ear muffs, put the Hannibal Lector cage over my face and hand me the “oh shit”button.. All this makes for a very comforting feeling. As Joe is doing all this I am trying to keep my mind on other things and eyes closed. They roll the table into the machine and leave the room. No warning the lovely head banging noises begin.
The last two times I had my tests done I was heavily drugged on valume and I also had somebody telling me everything going on. I was even given mood music. This time I had no music, no comforting step by step and no valume, just klonapin. As I hear each sequence begin I try to think of things other than the tube of death I was in. I was good for a while. Then it happened, I had bad images pop in and out of my head, my chest got tight and breathing heavy. OH NO…MAY DAY MAY DAY! I tried everything to calm myself and then it happened, my hand involuntarily squeezed the oh shit button. It was over. The full time I was in there 10 whole minutes. I have learned today which medications truly work best for the major anxiety I suffer from. If I could be completely sedated for it I would be.
So I walk out and let my father know that we made a wasted trip to the city and I got the signature daddy eye roll and head shake. Oh well so much for thinking I was able to do it. Unfortunately I do need to go back and have the test done next week because I am reaching a point of not being able to walk or drive again. So the test is rescheduled for next Friday and I will be there with the proper