Hope in darkness
Earlier this evening I got the results of my CUT scan that lasted 1 and 1/2 hours (!). This test is a nightmare for those who suffer from claustrophobia, like myself. The scanner is one long tube that barely allows the patient to move. The nurse provides audio protection, but even with this “shield” in place the unfortunate subject develops a mean headache from the get go thanks to crushing sounds generated by the scanner.
The attending nurse also provides the patient with an alarm button fixed at the end of a cable in case the unfortunate subject flips as the test develops (I did pressed it one hour into the grinding cacophony and the nurse spent 15 minutes trying to dissuade me from jumping out of the behemoth).
Finally, I was given the OK and was helped out of the contraption (exhausted but alive).
During the days of waiting for the full report I was laying on a bed of nails. I was convinced the test would discover horrible things developing in my innards…. something which was thankfully not the case.
Now, with this test out of the way, on to trying to find a solution for the severe mental collapse that crushes me daily.