Back in October, my mom came to visit. On a three hour car ride, I noticed my bum began hurting. Figuring it was probably just from spending too much time in the car I paid little attention. As the month went on, and the pain continued, I scheduled an appointment with the doctor. The woman said there wasn't much they could do and sent me home with some drugs.
Skip forward to June when my bum was still hurting. Yeah, pain in the butt...literally.
So my new doctor at the University Health Center (Joy Ford...who is awesome!) recommended I see a specialist. Of course, nothing is just that easy...right?! Unfortunately, Joy recommended I see a specific doctor and the administrative woman made the appointment...with the WRONG doctor. But I didn't realize that, until I was back in Joy's office for a torn ligament in my toe. Yes friends, I tore a ligament in my toe by tripping on my pajama bottoms. But that's another story. Back to the bum. After seeing the wrong doctor (a physical therapist), Joy set up an appointment for me with Dr. Doerr, a back, spine, and neck specialist.
I saw him a couple weeks ago. He is...quirky, but thorough. After looking at the xrays, he decided we needed more information. The exam revealed my tailbone is sensitive, and the xrays show my lowest disk may be smaller than should be. Either may be causing my pain, thus he scheduled me for a pelvic MRI. Its kind of like a buy one MRI get one free...we'll get more detailed pictures of both my lowest disk and my tailbone.
So the MRI.
I have had lots of friends who've had MRI's before and everything they told me was...not like my experience. They took me to a private dressing area and handed me a set of scrubs (much nicer than the hospital gown). Additionally, I was allowed to keep on any clothing that didn't have metal. Honestly, getting my cartilage piercing out may have been the worst part of the whole thing. :) That or just trying to remain still through the loud clicking and beeping. But really, they did everything to make the experience comfortable. They allowed me to keep all my things in the room (locked with my own key), gave me ear plugs, offered me a blanket, gave me a pillow for under my head and knees...during one of the tests, the sound was kind of white noise like...and I could have probably gone to sleep if that test hadn't been one of the shortest.
The whole thing lasted about 45 minutes and I'll go back to Dr. Doerr next week to have the MRI read and discuss options.
Until the next update.
I had an MRI on my brain two years ago (with a follow-up one scheduled in next month) - and I TOTALLY almost fell asleep during it. The noise was so loud and consistent, that I just started to doze off. :) I think that for me the thing was singing hymns and saying bible verses in my head - which kept claustrophobia away from me.
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