From mental to physical

Tomorrow morning around nine am I shall be finding out the hard way whether or not I'm claustrophobic or not. How so you ask? Well I seem to be scheduled to have a MRI done on my brain...yippee? *sigh*

I have recently begun suffering from the mother of all headaches that only comes around when I am partaking in what I shall only call strenuous exercise and leave it at that. Because I love to be a trend setter and be different in everything that I do, I am actually the first case of this kind that the doctor has ever come across, thankfully he had however heard of the condition and thus recommended that we do the MRI just to discount anything serious.

The one thing about me is that I never go into any medical situations uninfomed...the rest of my life sure, medical situatins no. After my initial reaction of "no that could not be what is causing this" I did some experiments to ensure that yes the headache or brain explosion does come on when I do activity X. After so concluding I got on the net and did searches because surely I am not that special as to be the only one that this has ever happened to. As statistics go I'm about 1 in 100, personally I always thought I was one in a million but I guess that's not so bad either. So forearmed with that knowledge I approached the doctor knowing full well that his first response would be MRI, even so I still was not very happy to hear the words.

This is one of the few times that I could say that I am thankful that all of my below the collar piercings are out so that's one less thing to worry about, because who would I be if I didn't start to worry about brain bleeds, strokes and other such. My biggest concern...well apart from some sort of lesion is being able to lie still for half and hour in an enclosed space hearing this loud reptitive knocking. I'm the twitchy sort and absolutly hate loud noises, I get annoyed easily. Last night in a bout of ridiculousness I tried to envision myself in the machine, hearing the knocking and tried to lie as still as possible...Do you have any idea how hard it is to lie still? I didn't make it past a minute before various parts of my anatomy started to itch...my ear, my arm, I need to move my head, my neck hurts and on and on until I fell asleep (now if I could only arrange to fall asleep while this is being done that would be grand).

I know in my heart of hearts that nothing serious is wrong with me, its just one of those flukes (a reoccuring fluke but a fluke nontheless) or as I would like to think God's way of having a little bit of fun at my expense...expense being the operative word here.

Yeah you can say it...you always knew there was something not quite right up there...everyone's a comedian :p