Little Wing picked me up early. We checked in and the woman at the desk said I looked terrified. On the phone she said, "Your four o'clock is here. No, the adult. Not the baby." I joked that it was still to be determined.
We laughed and talked in the waiting hall - it wasn't even a room. Everyone was friendly and warm. A nurse came out with a tiny pill to calm me down. It was at that moment I started to feel queasy. Once the pill kicked in though, everything felt just fine.
We found out I'd have to get a shot of dye in the middle of the MRI procedure. Which meant Little Wing wouldn't be with me. But we figured by then, I'd be so high, it wouldn't matter.
The MRI technician was very nice. She answered all my questions and explained everything, as she handed me earplugs and strapped my head into a small shell. Because my ear was being examined, my whole body had to be in the tank? tube? machine? Whatever. I endured a one-hour series of four- to five-minute tests. I had just a few seconds in between each test to swallow and take a deep breath. It was not very comfortable. Panic came in waves. But I thank my past experiences with breath, yoga and a few other hints and tricks, for getting me through the procedure. And the shot of dye? Piece of cake! I just kept thinking about the waxing.
I was done early. My ride hadn't even arrived yet. Knowing I had someone coming to get me, the nurse allowed me to walk out of the hospital, on my own. I didn't realize just how loopy I was till I got to the main hallway. I laughed myself into the gift shop to buy some chocolate. It was time for a treat. I reached into my pocket for the my dollar bill and I saw it was only $1.
It suddenly occurred to me that I over-tipped Minu. I thought I gave her $3. Instead, I gave her two ones and a ten! That's some generous tip!
So, I had to buy cheap chocolate. A pack of Rolos and a bite-sized Nestle Crunch will do in a pinch.
I came home and crashed. I had a wonderful conversation with a good friend. And a heart-shaped package of chocolates arrived in the mail from the same friend. Like I said, timing is everything!