Happy Tuesday!

This morning started out with another MRI. Today's MRI was brought to you by the Neurology department. The goal, to get imaging of my neck and upper spine to see if there are any indications of anything that would have caused the prolonged case of sleep paralysis I experienced overnight February 9-10. The imaging was with and without contrast. 

I have never had a fear of needles. Other than the initial "poke", they have never bothered me. Well, that is changing. The IV hurt like a *BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP* this morning. Not for a moment, but the entire time. 

Time scheduled in "the tube" for imaging was about 45 minutes. That was exactly 42 minutes too long. My request for Classic Rock music, was anything but (tolerable, but it was the best match he said he could find) and the headphones must need to be replaced as I could barely hear the music unless the machine was silent. I asked multiple times for the volume to be increased. Ugh. 

I don't expect a call or message with results, other than what I can see and try to understand myself, for a few days. The neurologist is on vacation, so someone else will review at some time. As far as I can tell: bulging and degenerative discs. Yippee! 

Oh, and what advice of my own didn't I take... I didn't take the Ativan.  I swear on all the ice cream in the world, I will forever take the Ativan and make sure that my schedule is cleared so that I can take a nice nap afterwards. I laid there, motionless. The IV throbbing and stinging in my left arm. My hip reminding me of how much it dislikes me. My shoulder screaming and burning in pain. The the Ativan Laurie! Just TAKE it!

Again, Happy Tuesday!