Taking A Nap in a 10 Gallon Drum!

Today I had to beat the path once again over to Boulcott, this time to get my breasts photographed from the inside out in the form of an MRI.  I was not particularly looking forward to this being done as I had seen these machines on tv and thought how frightening they looked.  I had had a really bad morning at work and was already stressed when I arrived for my appointment.  My heart was thudding in my chest which was going to make it really hard to lie perfectly still.   I was shown to a cubicle, once again given a standard hospital gown that does up down the front and then I was given a selection of music to chose to listen to.  I thought the relaxing piano melodies would be good to calm me but it ended up being more annoying than the noise of the machine and I didn't recognise any of the songs. Anyway, back to matter at hand.  I had to have a line put in my vein where they were going to eventually inject a dye.  I was then taken to the room where the 'monster' machine was. It didn't look half as frightening as what I thought. I had to lay on my tummy with my mammaries hanging randomly into a space below where they would be told to smile for the camera.  My arms were strapped to my sides and a buzzer placed in one hand, should I need them to stop. They then put headphones on me and I had to lay my head on one side on a special pillow with a hole cut out to make room for the earphones.  The techs talk to you through the headphones at regular intervals and they explain what is happening.  So once I was ready for take off, they  pushed the button and off I went. I had to lay perfectly still for two lots of five minute sessions. For the final one  I felt the cold dye go up my arm to my shoulder when they injected it in.  I had to lay perfectly still for 11 minutes more which was really difficult and my nose kept threatening to itch. The machine was quite noisy and I could hardly hear the music.  Do you think they would have minded if I had pressed the buzzer and asked them to turn it up a bit?  So now, another waiting game starts. But thank goodness that is the end of all the tests.  I just want to get on with the proceedure now.   My operation is booked for Tuesday 1st December and I am taking two months off of work, working right up until the Monday. My op is scheduled for lunchtime, dam I'm going to be starving by then!