Breakfast at Mimi’s café with my husband before the MRI appointment. I can walk a little without my crutches. I make my bed. Yeah! Not as perfect as usual but still, it is progress. My knee is also less swollen.
The MRI facility is friendly although the crowd in the waiting room is depressing. Nothing fun to be surrounded by ill and injured people.
The exam is easy although quite long. My knee is isolated and I lay down, facing a wall that represents an exotic beach. I can almost hear the surf crashing on the golden sand. The tech guy offers me music and I pick “easy music” when he asks what I’d like to hear. I should have say NPR or Democracy Now but he takes me by surprise. I had no clue you had to listen to music during an MRI. I understand when the loud humming starts. Despite the beach in front of me and the blue ceiling, there is no way I can sleep.
The results will be forwarded to my primary physician.
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