MRI is done

Okay, I survived the MRI without embarrassing myself by freaking out. I had thought about it enough so my brain was numb, you know, enough already? Which is what I do, then I did take a sedative too.

But the lady was so nice, with a full explanation of what was going to happen (hmm, mayhap I am not the only nutcase they've dealt with?)and that helped a lot. Plus I wore exactly the right thing- no metal anywhere- so that all I had to remove was my top layer sweatshirt so they could get to my arm for the dye. That meant I stayed warm and happy.

Next earplugs were inserted. That's right, one person each side did it for me- a little weirded out by that- then I laid down and cosy little cushions were put by my ears, to help with the sound, I was told. What really happens, is it holds your head very firmly in place, but in a cosy, warm way. Then a washcloth was put over my eyes, and that was the big winner! You never see the tube at all as they slide you in, and as long as you don't stick your hand up by accident and feel it, you wouldn't know it was there. I didn't need no stinkin' panic button!

So, an hour , one shot of contrast dye and a lot of loud noises later, I was free to go. J drove me home and I zoned out on the couch for awhile. Now, I wait until my doctor visit in March to find out the results, I guess. Unless someone calls me before that.

I hope I get to see some pictures. That would be cool.

Exciting week ahead

Two things happening this week- one I am dreading, the other anticipating! No appropriate music comes to mind for an MRI, which is scheduled for Thursday. I am not so comfortable in tight places, and have to remember to take deep breaths every time I think about this. It hasn't helped that I have been having dreams about being trapped in holes and such.

I do have a sedative to take, and it probably won't be that bad. It's being done because I have trigeminal neuralgia, and they want to rule out any cause that makes sense, like a tumor or misaligned cervical bones. Apparently most cases are caused by a nerve getting bugged at it's neighbors and becoming ultra sensitive.

Aaaanyways, I don't expect them to find anything, (well, I do have a brain in there), but I guess I don't want to skip the test and find out later there was a hole or bump as the culprit!

So that's the bad- the good is that we are getting a second dog on Saturday! YAY! I've wanted one for Rosie, since she misses having Anna to play with and I hope this one will be a good match. I found him on a website for shelters in Kentucky which are overcrowded, and have high kill rates. We don't have a whole lot of dogs for adoption in Maine, and shelters charge quite a bit for them.

I was shocked to see "kill day is Thursday" on one of the sites- they are so crowded that they can keep some dogs only a week. So, I found Boomer, a 5 month old male Keeshond/shepherd mix. The shelter had a transport to CT arranged for some rescue dogs and they fit Boomer in. Volunteers drive legs of the transport- thank you volunteers- which made it possible for me to get him. It's about 4+hour drive, but I am stopping at my daughter's in MA and she will drive me the last hour there and back, giving me a break before going back to Maine.

I hope Rosie likes him. I hope he's housebroken.