MRI

So our life has gotten progressively busy these last few weeks. We started a Depression Recovery Program class at Northbrook church 2 weeks ago. Last Sunday, Frendell met with the volunteers for the CHIP class he's starting at Deerfield church. On our way home from the class on Sunday, Mom called that they're on their way to Chicago. They had been in Missouri for the week-end, where Mom did some presentations with some friends from Va. Beach. They arrived really late Sunday night and left early this morning. Very quick trip but it was good to see them.

Tomorrow, I have an MRI scheduled. Someone just called me to ask me some questions like: do you have a pacemaker? body piercings? permanent tattoos? are you claustrophobic? do you have breast implants or expanders? can you tolerate being on your stomach for 45 minutes? I told her I didn't know about the last questions. So, we'll try tomorrow and see how it goes. I don't mind having MRIs when I'm on my back, but having the MRI done on your stomach is a totally different torture in itself. It was hard enough when I had it before the mastectomy.. I'm not sure how it will be tomorrow... I guess I'll find out tomorrow. I hope I can sleep early tonight so I can get enough rest...