Today I had an MRI for the very first time (this has to do with my bum right shoulder, for which I’m about to start physical therapy).
Boy oh boy was it an enlightening experience!
For one thing, I realize how extremely rare it is that I go into something with absolutely no clue about what it is or what the experience is going to be like. I still don’t understand exactly what happened.
Even the questions threw me off balance, especially the one about whether there was anything in my body that I wasn’t born with. Of course, once I thought about it I understood they were referring to things like metal plates or screws holding a broken ankle together or any number of other lifesaving tools and techniques.
It’s just that I’ve never had anything of that sort done to me, so every time someone asked the question my brain did a momentary “what?” 😂
Bottom line? I realize how extremely fortunate I am to have gotten to the ripe old age that I am with such limited experience of hospitals and medical procedures.