Yep.  My first.

Seems like my old auto-immune system had a blow-out at the end of January and left me stranded at the side of the road with no jack or spare.  I was picked up and helped to my feet, having to use a walker a few days just to get around.

My unrealistic family pestered me until I agreed to go see a doctor.  Of course, I agreed because I knew the lead time to get in to actually see him was so long, that the odds were I would never have to go.

Through some odd alignment of planets, I actually found myself in the doctor’s office within a week, and after an examination, was referred to have an MRI.   I was very worried.

I should not have been.

The people at the hospital were actually quite nice.  Many of them seemed to understand my jokes.  Not just in the laugh-to-make-me-feel-better way, but in a sincere, I-never-thought-of-it-like-that way.  My jokes and my sense of humour are defense mechanisms I employ when I am apprehensive.  And to me, nothing makes a duller thud than one of my puns when it falls from above the head of the person for whom I had intended it.

The MRI itself made series of clanks and hammering chimes, each of a complex combination of tones.  At any given time, one or more of the tones, but not all, would be changed in what I would call frequency.  This resulted in subtle differences in the tones.  Sometimes the tones would also vary their attack from side to side or top to bottom, resulting in almost an ambience the could roam 360 degrees within the tube, ie left shoulder to right ankle and then left side to right side and then left ankle to right shoulder.

The only two things I would have added to it would be a program for the dim light rail inside the tube to have a “chase” function and to have a bit of music inside

At any rate the experience was long enough for my analytical nature to pick at the process, or for my imagination to enhance it.  We did have a pleasant enough conversation after it was finished, and they seemed to appreciate my interest in what they do.  After I walked out in the hall and closed the door behind me, I think I heard them say to each other, almost inaudibly, “What an idiot.”