I am a grown, well educated woman. I have survived many horrible things, and have witnessed many more. Why does laying down for an hour bug me? My eyes are closed! Its not like they are cutting on me, or asking me to do quatum physics in my head, just lay there, and be quiet. You would think I would welcome the change. nope, I am stressed, and I am nervous. I HATE being trapped. Every time I go, something else goes wrong.

I did the power outage in the middle of the MRI
I did the stuck table
I did the we cant read these and need to redo them
I did the crazy nurse who I swear took my drugs instead of me
I did the strict nurse who treated me like a child.

I hope this time, its just an MRI! I am off to distract myself. what a child!