So, the other day I had the opportunity to have my first MRI. I also had the opportunity to have several needles stuck into my hip and some dye injected into my labrum. The whole experience was a bit odd. For those of you who have had an MRI, you are familiar with the whole experience. You lie down on a metal slab and get rolled into this tiny little tube and are told, “don’t move.” I found myself thinking, “how in the world do big people fit in this thing.” I mean, I know that I’m a skinny fella. I also know that there are more than a few people in the world who outweigh me. So, does this machine expand when a bigger person come in… if not, WOW… that would be really, really awkward.
Anyway, since I was in this machine, not moving, I had the opportunity to just think… which, by nature, I really like to do. (As a side note, I just took a test called strengths finder 2.0 which classified one of my strengths as “intellection” which apparently means I am the kind of guy who would like to be stuck in an MRI tube so that he can just think.) Anyway, it was fun to just think about God, and life, and the frailty of the human body. I began to think of how amazingly complex my body is and how a simple rip in a piece of cartilage could cause so much pain… not only that, but this cartilage has been perfectly fine and functioning without error for 28 years… and much of my body is that way… for 28 years, most everything has worked the way it was created to… Seriously, that is pretty amazing.
So, anyway, I finally was released from the tube and hobbled, ever so slowly, out of the hospital. Today I found out that there is, indeed, a small tear in my labrum (contrary to what the first doctor told me at the hospital) that was likely caused by a slightly odd shaped bone in my hip. So, not entirely sure what that means, but I go to the doctor on Thursday for a follow-up.
In conclusion, I’d like to recommend that everyone have an MRI at some point. The experience was really interesting and I think you’d enjoy it… unless you are claustrophobic… in which case I simply recommend you stare at a white sheet of paper held 4 inches from your face for about 20 minutes and have someone make a loud clicking noise while you do it. Either way you go, let me know what you think about during the experience. I’m interested to hear…