The next day the phone call came. I was to be seen the following day, first thing. For those who have never had an MRI, I can imagine it could be quite unpleasant, especially if you are claustrophobic. But I just found the whole thing a bit noisy. I just closed my eyes and listened to the intermittent radio noises coming through the headphones. I was slightly discouraged when I was told that the results could take up to a week to come back, but still it was done, and before long I was making my way to work whilst treating myself to a McDonalds breakfast for being brave (I’m still a child inside).
The Googling however continued, and I became sufficiently
clued up on types of MRI and what they can and can’t see, further fuelling my
health worries. Very surprisingly, I had the result just the next day! All
clear! Yippee! I did quickly discuss my new found need to search everything to
the dismay and concern of the Dr. I was advised to stay well away from any
unnecessary searches for my own sake and leave it to the professionals. The
trouble with having such an inquisitive mind is I had already searched the
pro’s an con’s of MRI’s, and how they are not as definitive as Lumbar
Punctures, which was something else I had read about and reignited my aversion
to anything needle shaped.
So once again my results came back clear and I didn’t know
where to go, even the Dr asked me “So what do you want to do now?” My reply
“Get better...”
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