I’m not sure how I feel about today’s adventure. I arrived for the MRI at 11:30 am got home around 4:00 ish. That should tell you how long I was at the hospital. When I had the heart cath, I was told it would be the easiest procedure I’d ever have done in a hospital. 

I’m starting to believe them. 

When I got there, I had no idea I’d be getting an IV. I didn’t know the stuff they were gonna pump in would be ice-cold. And I didn’t know it’s an interactive procedure, which means an eternity in a tube, strapped to a table with warm things stuck to my chest with headphones and having to hold my breath for varying seconds on the out-breath as the technician tells me. It’s one thing to hold your breath with a lung full of air. EXPELL the air and then hold it. 

Vury different. Oy! 

When I got home I had every intention of getting back to work. Nope. I sat on the couch, turned on the TV and promptly went to sleep. Slept for over five hours. Got up, ate and then went back to sleep for another seven hours. 

Now I’m sure I know how I feel… A Cardiac MRI is now on my Top 10 Things I Don’t Want To Do Again.  >.<