They said my claustrophobe wife didn’t have to go all the way into the machine; they only had to put her knee in. Yeah. Right. She’s not that tall. To get Judy’s knee to the correct place in the machine, she went in the tube all the way up to her chin.
They put her in. We both got earplugs against the noise. She got headphones and music. I stood by and held her hand. She practiced slow measured breathing. She counted backwards from 100 to zero. Several times. She burned through 10 milligrams of Valium. It took 21 minutes. We made it to the end. Judy survived. The MRI machine survived. The process was a success. My wife is still a claustrophobe.
We all went out for ice cream.
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