Knock, Knock...Excuse me...Excuse me...CAN YOU GET ME OUT OF HERE!

Since I had an MRI in the past, I decided to go alone to the imaging center. Sue's parents were arriving from Rochester for a visit so I didn't want to take her from all of that. This first test was on the neck. I got into the machine and relaxed....I even nodded off a bit. The machine is very loud so it isn't conducive to a restful sleep. As the test continued, I started to get uncomfortable having to stay still. I tried thinking of some band music that I had just been dealing with at school...this seemed to help for a bit. I hen began to get more agitated...I tried praying....the Lord's Prayer...Hail Mary...etc. I began to hyper-ventilate. It was all I could do to not move and slide myself out of this machine. In fact a couple of times, the tech even used the intercom to ask me to remain still. Finally I had enough. I knew I had to get out of the machine and if there was a break in the noise, I would have to yell for help. It felt like an eternity, but the machine finally paused and I squeeked out "Hello?" The tech responded..."I'm coming in...You're all done" When she came in the room she was saying "What's wrong?" I couldn't respond. When she finally got me out of the machine I told her that I had panicked. She told me that she was sorry and that it does happen to people. She also said that the neck MRI is very long..45 minutes. She told me that the brain test would be shorter..about 30 minutes or less. At that point I couldn't imagine being able to get back in that machine. I walked out..legs wobbeling all the way to the car. Upon coming home to my family and in-law's, Sue saw that something was wrong. I told her what had happened and she told me that she would come with me on Saturday for the 2nd test and that she would talk to her psychologist friends at work for a strategy.