MRI went well. No ferromagnetic surprises in my body. Just very loud and very boring. At least with a colonoscopy, you have a front-row seat for a guided tour of your lower intestine. MRI, you're just staring at a blank machine panel until the outside world starts to fade out and your retinal blood vessels start to become visible. They ought to put a status screen in front of the patient's face, to indicate what's going on and how much time is left. Philip Glass could probably set MRI machine noises to music.
First, great that you have nothing sinister going on. I had an MRI last year and had to take a vicodin to be able to remain still. They told me to keep my eyes closed. I really hope I never have to do that again. (Did they give you earplugs?)
We don't know that until somebody with a medical degree interprets the pictures. We just know that no steel splinters got forcibly extracted from sensitive areas, the moment they powered up the static field. And that they evidently got decent image quality out of me. And my opioid of choice, if I were to be knocked out completely for a procedure, would probably be meperidine.
Oh, well good luck figuring out what it all means cuz I am still not sure. Just that physical therapy has greatly reduced my need for pain meds. I asked permission to use what I had on hand that I knew would make it possible for me to hold still that long. They gave my daughter ativan for hers and that causes restless legs in me.
Well, I've seen the radiologist's report on my prostate MRI. Lots of "unremarkable," and apparently no sign of anything with a high PI-RADS score. Oh, and the gadolinium was 8ml of Gadavist.
Pardon the double-post, but, reading about the new Epcot "Guardians" attraction, and the "Play! Pavilion" replacing "Wonders of Life," 1. I still miss Ellen. I think there was at least one visit to WDW in which I rode Ellen more than once. 2. I miss Body Wars. Even though I can barely remember it, and probably only rode it once. (Does #1 sound as lewd to you as it does to me?) I've said this before, but with Marvel now a wholly-owned subsidiary of Disney, does that mean that Howard the Duck now works for Donald Duck?
li'l bit Never been to WDW and with Florida going so whacko don't know if I ever want to spend money there. When we travel to Arkansas (only because that is the only way I get to see my sister) we go through the Texas panhandle as fast as we can and don't even stop for gas. I won't spend money there and support such a vile economy. Better shut up before the moderators move this to World Events. moderators?
I've literally never had a vacation that consisted entirely of WDW. I think I might have had one in which WDW was the only overnight destination other than an economy room in a sleeping car, but even that at least had a day-trip (via a Gator Tours bus) to Kennedy Space Center. Most of my vacations that have included WDW also included (in addition to at least one KSC day-trip) New Orleans and Colonial Williamsburg.
The urologist just got back to me, confirming what I'd surmised from what I could understand of the radiologist's report: no sign of cancer; it's just big.
Good to hear. We have our annuals next week. So all of the usual tests and maybe a few more. No poop or mammogram at this time. Those are already good.
I am just hoping that my few concerns turn out to be inconsequential. I have been through enough medical drama the past couple of years.
If, by now, you're not experiencing serious cravings for everything you're giving up for Lent (or at least the things you're not giving up permanently, the way I gave up Mel Gibson movies for Lent, the year when he inflicted his vision of The Passion of the Christ upon the world), if you're not feeling a serious urge to throw your vows to the wind, <lolspeak>UR DOIN IT RONG!</lolspeak> (Oh, and I've had more than enough medical drama myself. The only "medical drama" I ever did care for was the kind that starred Kevin Tighe, Randolph Mantooth, Robert Fuller, Bobby Troup, and Julie London.)
I have goat milk backing up in my refrigerator and want to make pudding. But I want chocolate!!!!!! The smell of coffee makes me drool. Giant mocha in just a few days.
Happy Easter, Chag Pesach Sameach, and Ramadan Mubarak. My Easter morning: First, Easter Vigil at St. Mark's, Seattle (time-shifted to zero-dark-thirty). Then breakfast. Then the 9:30 at University United Methodist, Irvine, CA (in person). Then the 11:00 at Irvine UCC (in person; video currently down, possibly for post-production). Then lunch. Then Lincoln Park Presbyterian, Chicago (time-shifted, as I was at other services at the time).
Oh, and in between, looping continuously in my car, the only known commercial recording of the Ralph Vaughan Williams "Hail Thee, Festival Day."
