So, laying in the MRI this morning, I thought again how the rhythms and tones from the machine ought to somehow be plugged into some hardcore rock music...This time my MRI was done in the town where I live and there was no music headphones for me as I lay in the head-cage, so I tried to match music from my own repertoire to the tones and rhythms of the machine.
Songs that worked:
Barlow Girl- Superstar
Barlow Girl- Average Girl
...a couple of others that I don't remember right now, as well as one I composed as I lay there:
Laying in the MRI, driving me insane,
As the vibrations take pictures of my brain...
That is all, but it's a start:)
Talking to the Man Behind the Curtain--or the glass in this case, he said that really the MRI is like a giant radio station, and the head-cage like a super-charged antenna. He told me they don't really take pictures of our bodies, they listen and the sound of the vibrations they send in bouncing back make the picture...I knew that was true of sonograms, but MRI's as giant music machines never really occurred to me.
Anyway, mission successful, another MRI survived. And back to waiting...Next Neuro visit April 1st.
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That sounds like no fun!! You have all of my sympathies - I have immense respect for anyone that can be stuck inside of a tube while remaining motionless and not freaking out. :-(
In all seriousness, I'm so sorry you are going through this and hope you can get some answers soon. I'm sure that is immensely frustrating.
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