Well, I'd say yesterday was a very interesting day.
My lumbar MRI was scheduled for 12:30pm yesterday afternoon and my doc gave me two valium to make it through (I soooo hate MRIs - sooo hate them). My hubby was supposed to go with me and hold my foot during, but he called me in the am and said he couldn't leave his work so I told him "no problem, I'll handle it ok."
So, on my way there I take two valium and one pain pill. I show up and they take me right in. After getting into the MRI garb I was immediately taken in to get my MRI. This wonderful man (the tech) asks me if I'm ready and said it would take about 15 minutes. I said, "15 minutes? The last one I had took almost an hour!" He said, "You didn't get it here, did you?" and smiles. Made me smile. Sweet. So I take a deep breath and tell him that I'm ready, and in I go.
This was the easiest MRI ever. I didn't get that panicky feeling partly because the tube seemed bigger than last time and there were light inside the tube (my first one was almost completely dark). I'm sure the valium helped, too (ya think?). Before I know it, I'm being pulled out. The nice man looks and me and says, "Well, you just did something that most professional athletes can't do." What, I ask? "Spend 15 minutes inside of that tube. There are some very famous athletes that come in here and can't do what you did. You'd be amazed!" Cool - I feel like a superstar. I celebrated with a large peanutbutter cup blizzard and my new Dean Koontz book.
So, to continue my rambling, I get home and go in the backyard with Wally and there's a snake. YUCK. After I poked him with a stick to see if he was alive, we watched him slither over to the flower beds where I found a dove flopping on the ground with a broken wing. I forgot all about the snake. After a few calls, I found a vet that would take in a hurt wild bird, so I put the little feller in a towel-lined basket and rushed him over to the vet, talking to him the whole way. They'll let me know if he makes it or not.
Today, my back, butt and legs are just killing me, probably from all the activity (which would be a piece of cake for most non-CP folks). But I can feel proud that I had my MRI without a redo, I flushed a snake out of our yard, and gave a little dove a chance to live.
What a day. No wonder I'm exhausted! TGIF.