Adventures in the Tube

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So I go at 8am, complete the TS MRI, everything is going good. Got the wash cloth on my eyes, ear plugs secure, all is well even the complementary, squeeze ball and after an hour later, a brand new backache. On my way out the lady tells me that Dr. had wanted some different angles so she was glad we stopped mid-stream last week. She also told me she didn't see ANY lesions or any changed from the first of August. The other tech kids me and says, do you want to make your next appointment since you love this machine so much. I just smiled and went to get weighed down the hall and then off to home, thinking all was well and that I perhaps would never need the tube again . . .

So I am home, cooking brown rice for the week, swiffering the kitchen and just relaxing all alone and at peace . . . then phone rings.

"Hello, this is , the radiologist cannot find any lesions on your thoracic spine and he would like to do some contrast before his final report, can you come in before noon and get that done?" I made two calls one to hubby, who cannot believe it and says well what another few thousand dollars at this point, and one call to my prayer warrior friend to get her coverage that I would not be mean and ugly.

I go in, I mean they take me RIGHT IN, no waiting at all and start sticking me. Now an MRI is nasty to me, but the ones with contrast are super nasty, that stuff I am sure does not like me as it blurs my eyes and makes me sick - could be psychological but it is there at any rate. AND of course they cannot get it in so they pull it back and forth and FINALLY it all goes it and then BAM, BAM, BAM for another 30 minutes or so. They gave me a Cracker Barrel gift card for $10.00 for my inconvenience, sigh.

I did manage to get my hair cut, go to soaking and spend three hours at church last night, simply visiting with my friends. I am thinking I am healed, I know I am certainly almost back to 90% of my usual capacity albeit I tire very easily and frequently which is my number one problem right now. I am waiting to see the neurologist next week for a tally of all the tests and to see what meds if any he will put me on. I am HOPING he says, well, it's a miracle, those scabs are gone and well, you can go about your merry way ~ now wouldn't THAT be a testimony.

I did also get a 1/2 hour nap in during the midst of all yesterdays stuff. I slept so hard I didn't know where I was when I woke up, YIKES!

THANKS for praying for me and my day yesterday. I didn't loose my sense of humor or temper one time.

Love, Pegi in Indianapegi@...Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside,thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming - WOW....What a ride!! -- anonymous