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Hi Janet, Don’t think there is much to add in the way of suggestions. Wishing you the best of luck, will keep you in our thoughts today. Judi & Ted – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> > Okay folks, here it is. I never ask for much, but I really need some >words to > > help me right now. I just found out today that I have to take an MRI. I >did one > > once and I was just fine. The 2nd time I did it, I totally nutted up and >fought > > my way out of the machine and went into PTSD thinking I was being buried >alive. > > Desperately I appeal to you for anything you can say to help me. I am >scared to > > death. I wish I were completely fearless, but alas, I am not. Help me. >Please. > > Please.
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You are in my thoughts today, janet -jw
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Thank you Xena, I really value your support. =) Janet There was never a genius without a tincture of madness. Aristotle
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Valium; a whole bucket full! Or, find a shrink that does NLP, and have yourself reprogrammed to "like" being in that situation. Both methods work. The NLP is more fun. Joe L.
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Your going to be fine tomorrow Janet. Good luck and try to visualize positive things. Could be the last time you went you were just newly quit and that was a contributing factor to your anxiety. Let us know how it went. Penny
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> They are taking another look at my neck and back since the MRI of last year. I > have had some strange bruising in my left hip and groin so They want to see > what is going on. My fearsome armchair physician self says, my body is > deforming. I am scared to death. I have some medication I can take and I am > going to ask for some talk radio headphones. If I can hear other people talking > about something that makes me think about the conversation, I may be alright. > If not, I feel like I am going to just blow a gasket and need the white coats. > My son is going to be there. He was protesting taking me there and would prefer > I drove under the influence, but when he came home and saw me in hysterics and > the fear on my face he held me and told me it’s just a tube and that I would be > alright. He gets mad at me when I get all dramatic on him LOL. I have to hear > his voice so I don’t have any flashbacks of my husband’s funeral. I need to > hear about anything but death and I should be alright. Man I am a wreck > today.This is embarassing.My son said, I hope this isn’t going to be the way > you are from now on mom. I said, well it’s not like you have to worry about it. > You will have a place of your own one day and you can screen your calls with an > answering machine, or , better yet, block my calls! Maybe I outta just move > into the nut ward now and become a finger painting fanatic. But damn….I have > not learned how to do the Thorzine Shuffle yet. I feel so uncultured. >:O > Janet > There was never a genius without a tincture of madness. > Aristotle
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I hate to say it, but I had no problem being stuffed in the tube. Only problem I had was they told me to lie completely still (they were doing my ankle) and not to move. If I moved once, they would have to reschedule it and do it over. What did I do? I fell asleep. One of those times when you drift off, feel like you’re falling, and spasm your entire body when you wake up? Was scared to death they would have to do it over again, but I guess I didn’t move as much as I thought. Only time I freaked out was when they came in and told me the MRI was over. I had no idea who these people were, and where the hell I was at. Looking back at it I think it’s pretty funny I could sleep through one of those things, but can’t fall asleep if someone leaves the toilet running. Best of luck. Greg Groth Two months, three weeks, two days, 20 hours, 49 minutes and 59 seconds. 3394 cigarettes not smoked, saving $678.61. Life saved: 1 week, 4 days, 18 hours, 50 minutes.
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Okay folks, here it is. I never ask for much, but I really need some words to > help me right now. I just found out today that I have to take an MRI. I did one > once and I was just fine. The 2nd time I did it, I totally nutted up and fought > my way out of the machine and went into PTSD thinking I was being buried alive. > Desperately I appeal to you for anything you can say to help me. I am scared to > death. I wish I were completely fearless, but alas, I am not. Help me. Please. > Please.
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I’ve had an MRI of my head, which meant my head was encased in a metal cage, and the tube was within inches of my eyes. I brought along music, which the tech was happy to play, and they played it loud so I wouldn’t be disturbed by all the banging noises that are part of the MRI. To be truthful, these things don’t bother me, but I can definitely see how it can justifiably freak some folks. If it’s soft music you prefer, pick up the 2002 collection of soft And, yes, take any meds you need to calm down. I have been undergoing alot of teeth extractions awake (which I had never done before) –funny about the things I’m squeamish over—and the dentist gave me halcion to take an hour before the appointment. Of course, I need a driver for these appointments, but it sure does relieve the anxiety. You’ll do fine, and we’ll all be here giving you a thumbs up! Jeanne
– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -> Slow down there, sweetie! Tell your doc that you don’t do well tubed up, > and you may be able to get an open MRI as Wheeler suggested. Your doctor > may also give you a sedative – xanax or valium etc. before your scan. > Anything to keep from freaking out! Also, I know you can request that > you have a CD you like to be played during the scan. I took BF to his > MRI appt. on Saturday for his broken shoulder and he brought his > Metallica CD(!) > Take deep breaths and remind yourself that you are OK. You will be > alright! Just take some preventative measures first. > Hugs and strength! > -GoddessXena > 4M+ > Okay folks, here it is. I never ask for much, but I really need some words to > help me right now. I just found out today that I have to take an MRI. I did one > once and I was just fine. The 2nd time I did it, I totally nutted up and fought > my way out of the machine and went into PTSD thinking I was being buried alive. > Desperately I appeal to you for anything you can say to help me. I am scared to > death. I wish I were completely fearless, but alas, I am not. Help me. Please. > Please.
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I hope all goes well for you Janet. I’m sure the docs see this at least once a week and they’ll be sympathetic to it, they must have ways of helping you though it. hugs padders plodding on (