The Night Before

Tomorrow morning I have my breast MRI. I'm not looking forward to it and I'm at the point where I have to talk myself into going.

My first fear is fear of the I.V. My veins don't like them. The backs of my left and right hands are still bruised from the attempts on Friday. My right arm (inside elbow) is also bruised from an attempt.

My second fear is of the tube itself. They make you lie on your stomach on the table. Your chest is laying on top of this rectangle-shaped plastic box that your breasts fit into. The edge of the plastic box cuts into your breast bone. They then strap you down. Ever since I was a kid, I've had a fear of being held down and not being able to breathe. I have to be able to put up with this for 25 minutes. That's even if I fit into the tube.

My BDHA is going with me and he won't let me back out. At least he'll make me show up.

Wish me good luck.