Posted 1/17/2014 2:12 PM (GMT 0)
This is a longer post about my MRI experience.
Let me start by saying I can be a big baby sometimes, and Wednesday proved to be one of those days. I've never had an IV before and I handled that OK. The probe is really big and except for a couple of ouches and ohs, I handled that OK. That should have been the worst of it. At least that's what I had prepared myself for.
Apparently as I have gotten older, the slight claustrophobia I have, is now moderate claustrophobia. The nurse led me to think my head would be partially outside the mri, but when they pushed me in, I went all the way in and started to panic. Because I have a slightly pinched nerve in my shoulder, I had to keep my arms folded across my chest instead of pushed back behind my head, so I was squeezed by the tube on both sides. I felt trapped (control freak) and hit the panic button. They brought me back out. I took a few deep breaths and tried to relax and told them I was ready to go again.
about halfway in I hit the panic button again. This time I was getting nasty looks. I'm surprised they didn't tell me to put my big boy pants on. But this time the problem was different. They had put ear plugs in my ears and I had asked for headphones so I could listen to music while in the tube. It was supposed to be on the oldies station and it was on an urban radio station. Now being trapped in the tube and forced to listen to urban radio for an hour definitely caused me to panic. The radio station was changed and I went back in.
If you've never been in an MRI, they are LOUD, even with ear plugs in. Most of the time I couldn't even hear the music. And the noises the MRI makes would be perfect in a Halloween haunted house - groans, bangs, whirs, clunks, and screeches. At times, everything starts vibrating - kind of like a massage bed but with sound effects.
So I'm in the tube and trying to stay calm. I had purposely not drank much water so I wouldn't have to go for at least an hour. Lately, that can be a challenge. Evidently I hadn't drank enough and my mouth and throat were so dry I could barely swallow. My hotel room was hot, the hospital was hot, and there is a gale force wind blowing through the MRI. I needed water. Next time I will be adequately hydrated. I spent most of the first 20 minutes or so just trying to get enough saliva to wet my mouth and lips, swallowing and breathing became challenging. I almost instinctively hit the panic button a few times but kept telling myself the result would be worse than sticking it out. No way did I want to start the procedure all over again.
If I looked back over my head, I could see a little bit of the room ceiling. This was just enough to keep me from panicking. And then suddenly the gurney starts moving deeper into the tube. "Oh XXXX" came out without thinking. The technician asks if I'm OK and I mumbled yes. I only moved a few inches farther in and then it moved me back again. But now I was afraid that at any minute, I would be sucked further into this tube. I wasn't. It repeated the few inches again, but that was it.
My internal clock is telling me the 50 minutes are up. I decided that time had probably slowed down for me and I adjusted the time to 10 more minutes to go. I started counting down the minutes - 1, 2, 3, 4, bang, 5, groan, 6, whir, 6, I mean 7. It was almost impossible to concentrate with all the loud noises going on, so I had to keep readjusting my count. I finally reached 10 minutes - and it kept going.
What the heck. I had counted for 10 minutes and I could count for another 10 minutes. I was certain it would finish before I counted 10 more minutes. After 5 minutes everything got quiet. CCR is on the radio playing Looking Out My Back Door. If there was ever a sign, that was it. Hurray, done. Clang, bang, whir. Nope, false alarm.
I restart my countdown. Five more minutes. I count for 5 minutes and the darn thing keeps going. I am just ready to count for another 5 minutes and it suddenly gets quiet. I fell for that once and wasn't going to be fooled again. The technician is pulling me out and asking if I am OK. Done.
I apologize for being a baby and asked how long I was in. They said about an hour, so my internal clock was pretty close. I was under the impression it would be 50 minutes.
I get dressed, get a big drink of water, and go to my car. Maybe 10 minutes from getting out of MRI to getting to car. Check messages and doctor had called twice and scheduler once. The messages all said doc had already reviewed mri and no cancer was indicated. Go home. No need for biopsy.
Hurray for MRI, but next time I will look for an open one.
ETA: Did a little research and it looks like what I want is the wide 3t/MRI which is 4" larger in circumference with a shorter bore. I think my head would actually be outside of the tube during the mri.