Today was MRI day. I was definitely nervous, but more so for what the results would show, not necessarily the actual procedure. The procedure itself can be summed up in one word....LOUD- holy buckets (stole that expression from a friend)!!!! I faced head down so I couldn't really see anything and headphones were placed on my head. The music began to play and the tech spoke to me in a voice that reminded me of an operator on a Disney World amusement park ride. "Beautiful!- This will be 6 minutes of noise on this one." Who is she kidding? This is not Disney World Lady! I could not hear a sound coming out of my headphones and the noise she was referring to was what I imagine consecutive gun shots to sound like- some close and some further away. Truth be told, I survived the 18 minutes of noise from my first ever MRI and I even enjoyed the warm Johnny and blanket
..and a few Instagram pictures from today...
One of my good friends posted this on my facebook page today. It was just what I needed to read.
Courage doesn't always roar.
Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day
that says I'll try again tomorrow.
-Mary Anne Radmacher