That's funny.

I did something similar. As I lay in the machine I looked out on the mirror thing and although I knew that it was a screen with an MRI image, it looked like a ghost dog sitting next to my Mom. I kept telling them about the ghost dog and how it was moving and was right next to my Mom. The tech got a kick out of that. Then, according to my Mom, on the way home I kept telling her to look out for the cars (that weren't there) and was rambling a bunch of nonsense about cars and drivers, lights, and people (which apparently I named them all on the way home). LOL. That was the last time I took 3 lorazepam's before going for an MRI.