Okay, you have to get an MRI. No sane person’s first thought is “what to wear?”. Meet the one person who planned an MRI outfit.
May 10, 2023, our 37th wedding anniversary, something I am both awfully proud of, deeply grateful for and serves a reminder of the fact that I am playing the back nine of life. Let’s hope I am not putting out the 18th hole…..
We will not go into the circumstance of why I needed an MRI right now. I believe it is to eliminate an issue as a possibility, not to identify a problem. I was up very early to do a pre-MRI requirement that I will not talk about here, simply because many of you are having your breakfast right now. I then went about doing my makeup and getting out the door for my appointment.
I checked in and sat with the other masked folks awaiting our CTs, MRIs or whatever we were all there for. I checked in, gave my ID, went through the necessary BS and sat back down. A technician came and got me and all along, my attire was not problem. I had to get undressed and was told I could leave my underwear on but had to remove my bra. I won’t bore you with much more about this, me in a tube, headphones on, the machine making a great deal of noise while I drifted in and out of sleep.
After about two hours, I went about having some fun! I had a basket of clothes, so I did my sale route. Two clothing exchanges and a consignment store. The basket was eventually empty and I had some cash and over $100 of store credit, some of which I used. This is my summer of sundresses and I wanted to stock up!
I made a few more stops for business reasons before I returned home and turned back into a pumpkin. Unfortunately, due to conflicting work schedules, my wife and I didn’t really do much to celebrate the day. But that is us, loving each other every day, pulling each other through the maze that is life.
This was me: 😊