Long awaited MRI

Yesterday after waiting since the beginning of November having been lost in the system again I FINALLY travelled up to hospital for my MRI scan. 

I knew what to expect in that I've had one on my wrists a few years ago. But it was still nerve wrecking plus this time it was on my brain which somewhat ups the anxiety levels... I new it was going to be loud and uncomfortable. These scanners can't half make a racket. BANG - BANG - CLUNK - BANG - BUZZZZZ. Then there's the vibrations that make your whole body shake while your lying there. They lay your head back into this hard plastic brace type thing, attach a metal casing thing over your face and head so you look like your someone out of a cyber movie and then send you off down a close fitting donut shaped tube. Very surreal. I was gutted to find that I had forgotten to pack the CD I wanted to listen too whilst the scan was taking place :( so had to put up with some cheesey old songs that I could barely hear anyway over all the noise the scanner makes! It was kind of like standing outside a night club where you can hear the booming bass coming from inside. OH but there was a plus point... I got to wear my own clothes this time woop! Last time I had to wear scrubs (which ok I found awesome..) but the other option is usually the dreaded hospital gown :/ I don't know what it is with those things but I can NEVER do them up properly. Fact. We even tried to get them to let my friend who just so happens to be a medical student in to watch and learn, but it wasn't to be :(

I was being escorted down the corridor to the little room I remember mumbling half to myself and half the nurse what happens if I have a seizure... she told me not to worry. Easier said than done.. I was about to have my head strapped down with metal and placed in a huge yet rather snug fit metal tube. Would have made for some colourful bruises if I'd have had a seizure. Fortunately I didn't :) Still it's a thought that never leaves my mind.  

It never ceases to amaze me that as soon as your not allowed to move an inch your body seems to conjur up any excuse for you to need to move. From itches to coughing and just general twitching. Yet as soon as your allowed to move freely again they dissapear... Unbelievable!

Anyway I can't decide if I feel relieved or not. I mean of course I'm finally glad to have it over with. But of course now there's always the... well... what next...? I'm not sure when I will get my results. Thankfully I don't know of any particular reason to suspect that there may be something particularly awful lurking inside my skull. But no matter how hard I try I seem to end up thinking "but.. there might..." I suppose all I can do now is wait. I'm back into hospital again next week for an EEG test, and then due to see my neurologist so I guess I will find out then. Luckily I've got so much going on in life at the minute so I have plenty of distractions :)

Well it's over and done with for now. If you or you know anyone who needs to have one done for any reason I can tell you it doesn't hurt, though it is scary because I doubt even the hardest of us wouldn't at least be a little nervous at the prospect of a brain scan but at the end of the day you will wonder why you were so nervous in the first place. :) And it's VERY loud and an intense situation to find yourself in so DO NOT forget your favourite choice of music to let you zone out to somewhere else!! 

And with that said I'm off to distract myself some more.