Clunk clunk clunk bzzzzzzzzzz

I have survived my first MRI. Some observations:

1. I guess this was an 'open' MRI machine, because instead of going head first into a plastic tube, I went feet first into a tube with a big round plastic thingy about three inches from my face. I could see out on either side by turning my head. However, it was still disconcerting.

2. Regardless of the fact that I am not technically claustrophobic, I'm glad I was loopy on painkillers during the MRI.

3. Despite the fact that I have no metal in my body, I still try to convince myself that there must be metal in my body somewhere that I've forgotten about.

4. The music that Montclair MRI has on hand is for rilly old folks. I chose 'Broadyway' at first and it was Old Man River and No Business Like Show Business... too trippy along with the clunky sounds of the machine. I asked the tech to switch it up in the middle to Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon. It was still trippy but seemed more appropriate.