Today was the day of my second MRI on this crap knee of mine.
I came there in good time as always, it's not always a great things as not everyone is on time.
Anyway, I am notified there's a delay and they will tend to me as soon as possible.
Apparently there was a patient before me that was violent and security had to remove her, so this was the reason for delays.
I wait for something like 30 minutes. This man is called in and I can hear him argue with the nurse about wearing a gown, everyone changes into one, it's procedure. But this man refuses and states that he intact is a lawyer and that he shouldn't have to change into one.
It's for the simple reason of comfort and if you have metal in the room with the scan, that might interfere.
Anyway because he was arguing, that delayed the rest of us even more.
I finally get called in and they prep me into this room.
We start the scan and 10 minutes later they come in and say, we have to change scanning machine.
It turns out they had me fill out a form, which states I have metal in my knee, but they didn't read it! So the magnets in this particular machine were too strong for me and would blur the photo.
This delays the process even more. Because now I had to wait in a nother hallway for another machine to become free.
Could've been worse I guess, but this is something that makes me sad, my knee I mean. It's limiting…me. And I just want things like this to work smoothly.
Anyway I finally get to come in to the room, they put me on the bed and prep my leg. The woman put sponge "logs" to keep my leg from not moving, the one close to shinbone was fine but then she puts one next to my kneecap on the "wrong" side so she almost dislocated my knee, I quickly asked her to stop explaining if she pushes further the knee will go.
Finally all is in place and the scan can start…I literally felt when the magnets started to do their work, it was like a wave of nausea coming over me and I thought I was going to pass out, pressed the panic button and asked if this was normal.
I had choice of stopping the scan and then probably having to wait a month or two for a new one, or just push through it. I told myself over and over in my head that I was ok. But I'll tell you, it was 20 minutes of torture.
I would normally be very pissed of after something like this, but I overheard some of the nurses talking and one of them said "when one thing goes wrong everything just falls apart" she apparently had a really bad day. So I didn't wanna add to that.
Next week on the 27th I'll know what is happening in there.
If there's something new then we'll have to look into a new way about it. If it's not we're probably looking for pain management with pills.
That was my day.
And now I'm at home, watching a classic…independence day hahah
Tomorrow I am off but I have deadlines to hit.
That all for now..
ciao
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