Thursday I had a closed MRI. I looked at that machine and thought No Way and I going to go in that thing!! So I took a really big breath. And sat on the table. The technician said it would take 15-20 minutes, and it was all I could do not to bolt. Fifteen to 20 minutes in that little tunnel. Barely big enough to encompass my body. Arrrggghh! I'm about to get hysterical just thinking about it.
The technician asked me if I was claustrophobic. With a sick little grin I said "A little." A LITTLE? The woman lies in her teeth.
I was somewhat comforted by a bulb thingy connected somewhere I couldn't see, but the technician said that if I got to the point that I couldn't, positively couldn't bear another second, I was to squeeze the bulb. An alarm would go off, and the machine would shoot me out of confinement. Somewhat reassured I said, OK, let's get this show on the road.
Whooo!
The technician handed me some earplugs. Said the noise was kind of loud. I was grateful for the plugs.
After I'd been in the tunnel, I dunno how long...seemed like ages, I thought I'd open an eye. Ah-ah. Don't do that. It occurred to me that if I opened an eye even part way, I'd scream and squeeze that bulb for all I was worth. So I continued with eyes tightly closed.
However.....
It turned out to be rather entertaining. That machine has an incredible repertoire of sounds. All around me was nanananananabububububnananan, while under the table was uhUH-uhUH-uhUH-uhUH, and with the pleasantest vibration going on. And some other sounds I can't approximate. Then 
silence. Short-lived silence. BRA-A-A-A-CK, WHEEEETT, wheeeeet, then a bass wheeeeet. Jingle-jingle. BRA-A-A-CK. Then back to nananananbububububnanana, and all the other sounds. Oh, and there was a huuuummmmm in there someplace. Oh, and couple giggles from me. But my eyes were tightly shut.
Then, silence, and I was being wheeled/pushed/removed/whatever...from the tunnel. Twenty minutes already?
Actually, I was so relaxed, I was a little dizzy when I sat up. Twenty minutes. Gee, that was kind of entertaining. All those sounds. I was concentrating on the sounds, and trying to imitate them so I could write about it here.
But one thing for sure. If I'd opened my eyes, I wouldn't be writing this.
Bless the day