I had the high powered MRI today. Up until a few years ago it was only used in research facilities, but now it is being used for clinical diagnoses. It uses a much stronger magnet than a regular MRI, which means it gets a much finer image of the brain. That’s the good part.

The bad part is that it is horribly loud. Even with the headset on to muffle it, I found the high pitched sounds at the beginning and somewhere near the middle to be excruciating. I took a whole Clonazepam pill before having it done, hoping it would diminish my tics somewhat, so they could get clear pictures. They also put extra padding on each side of the helmet like halo to further stabilize my head. They had a good cushion to put under my knees, so I did not have to try to keep my legs bent to deal with the back problems. That was a blessing.

We had to walk through about 4 blocks of hospital buildings (all the buildings have crosswalks over the streets)to get to the MRI section, because the Parking Deck we were supposed to use was Full. There was no way I was going to be able to walk back after the test, as I was way too wobbly, so we waited for transport to take me in a wheelchair.

We have two weeks now to wait for our next appointment with Dr. Watt’s team to find out the results of all the tests. so, I’d appreciate it if you would keep us in your thoughts and prayers. There’s still a part of me that cannot let go of the thought that all that has been going on with me for the last two years is psychosomatic. I may not be crazy, but I can’t shake the thought that this is all my fault – that I have brought all these symptoms on myself as a stress reaction to the last ten years plus of difficult care giving. I desperately need to KNOW what is going on. I need strength to survive the wait.