Live Laugh MRI

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Yesterday I had an MRI. You know, the one I've been waiting since April for.

For anyone who has never had one, imagine you're being placed in a futuristic washing machine with a tiny table that has a head prision. Then on top of that you're being asked to lie perfectly still while the machine auditions to be the next DeadMau5 circa 2011.

I was told it would be only 30 minutes. That is a long time to be stuck perfectly still and without my emotional support playlist. If you didn't know the nice MRI tech gets you all cozy in your head prison, mine gave me ear plugs and put on some of the oldies. Then the machine started auditioning to be the next Dubstep star.

BANG BANG BEEP BOOP BAAAAABEEEEP

DUBSTEP FOR APPLIANCES, YO

At this point I had my eyes closed and felt like I was floating (it was probably my migraine), or was it the MRI trying to communicate with me?? IDK but I don't speak robot dishwasher trying to be the next Flux Pavillion..?

Come on, my only job was to stay still. But my eye was twitching, my throat was itchy, and I really needed to swallow (NEXT SCAN WILL BE 4 AND A HALF MINUTES)..darn it. But I stayed strong..minus the involuntary eye twitches, not my fault. I am broken.

Now here comes the waiting. I hate waiting. I am anxious. I am nervous. I want to be very frank, I am scared that there will be more wrong than chronic migraines. This year has been hard and scary for me but I keep showing up and trying.

So while I wait I am going to focus on the positives and the facts:

I showed up, I got the scan, I survived my private rave, I didn't sneeze mid scan and I deserve a sweet treat (I got a Boston Cream Donut today).

Whatever the results, that future me's problem and for today, I am going to go home after work and eat pizza with my love, watch Killer Kids and get in all the cuddling our hearts desire.

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