MRI Meditation

Posted by Censor Librorum on Jun 6, 2007 | Categories: Lesbian in a Catholic Sort of Way

I went to Dove Open on 2nd Avenue this morning for a brain MRI. I heard the experience is somewhat akin to be buried alive, so I really wasn’t looking forward to it. However, years sleeping on sailboat berths have prepared me for lying in a confined space without panicking.

I thought I would take the whole unpleasant appointment and turn it into a positive spiritual experience. Since I had to spend 22 minutes locked in, quiet, absolutely still, I thought I could use this opportunity to meditate.

What happened next is what always seems to happen when I try to meditate. Instead of coming to a state of calm awareness, I promptly fell asleep. I started to dream, so the technician had to come back in and cushion my head to hold it still. I was moving around as I usually do when I dream and wrecking the imaging.

I asked for the images. I have a sheaf of them – shot after shot of my brain from every angle. The x-ray type sheets look like some weird kind of Warhol “brain art.”

I studied them, and could not find a clue as to why I act before I think!

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2 Responses to “MRI Meditation”

  1. Counselor in Process Says:

    I identify with your trepidation. I’ve had 3-4 closed MRI’s. It was like being the dog in a corn dog enclosed in a cement mixer-for an hour.
    I hope all turns out well. TBI’s can be difficult.

  2. Anonymous Says:

    CIP, thank you for your comment. I had to smile at the corn dog’re right. What happened–why did you have an MRI? Are you feeling better now? Karen

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