MRI

I had to have an MRI this morning. YUCK! A little history: I have a pituitary microadneoma. Basically, its a mass on my pituitary gland. It produces too much prolactin; a hormone that is only elevated when a woman is pregnant. So my body thinks it's pregnant when it's not. It's made conceiving a tad bit difficult. They discovered something was wrong when I was trying to have Hali, but it wasn't diagnosed until I was trying for Porter. I've been on medication for years and this is probably my 3rd or 4th MRI. Anyone who has had one knows what they're like. You have to lay flat on this board and you are put into this cylinder that's pretty small, and you have to remain completely still for 35 minutes. So if your claustrophobic, like me, it's a little difficult. Usually, I have my doctor prescribe me a Valium and it helps. But this time, I didn't want Scott to have to drag all the kids with him to take me, because you shouldn't drive while under the influence. You know, just in case you didn't know that all ready. I'm just trying to protect the streets of Salt Lake. My civic duty. So I just decided to suck it up and deal with it. They put a cloth over my eyes! I actually did really well, except that I noticed that the Valium took the edge off of the WHOLE thing, not just the claustrophobia. See, they hook me up to an IV and half way through the process, they inject me with that dye stuff. I never noticed it before, but today I felt it go up my arm, through my chest, and right up into my brain. And it HURT. I even felt it in my teeth fillings! I'm still feeling it make it's way through my body. My left hand kinda hurts. How long does this stuff take to make it's way out? I don't know. At least I won't have to do this again for at least a year. And I didn't freak out! I slept poorly last night, dreaming about sliding down dark, small tunnels. I had my concerns. Anyway, I'm glad it's over!