Friends,
This song is kind of my unofficial theme song of the nights, with this one being my daytime one. I am still coping with everything as best I can, which includes using my standby of using music to express emotions. Once a musician, always a musician, I guess. 
This morning was the MRI, which was one of the few tests that “major” that I’ve had where I’ve had no one to go with me. It was weird, the not having anyone with me part. Physically with me, that is. We all know that I’m not alone. But I do wish that I could have had someone ride up with me and ride back. Just moral support.
At any rate, the MRI went and the MRI technician, at the end; remarked that I came “fully loaded” to this MRI. I guess I could have broken my morning routine for it in terms of adornments. But I did have to take out my earrings, take off my watch, and remove my scapular and St. Benedict and Miraculous Medals. I felt naked without the scapular, even though I wear it under my clothing. There were needles involved, for the dye injection (which reminds me, I need to drink a LOT of water to get that dye out of me). But the MRI itself wasn’t bad. The MRI Technician let me choose the radio station for my headphones, unfortunately the hospital doesn’t get the Catholic radio station up there without a massive amount of static. But I laid there and listened to songs about being promiscuous and such and tuned those out and thought about my previous RE lesson, the sounds of the MRI machine, and eventually fell asleep in the machine. Leave it to a college student to fall asleep during an MRI. I didn’t dream and amazingly didn’t move at all, and was a little “huh” when I was being moved out of the MRI tube and the MRI technician was trying to get my attention. I reckon he thought I was asleep because he didn’t seem too concerned that I was unresponsive to him talking to me. And that my mouth was open (there was a cloth over my eyes prior to sending me in) and I was drooling a touch. Heh.
My appointment with my physician is on the 16th and that’s when we’ll go over the results of the MRI. Who knows what they show. I’m going to try and not worry about it as bad but more worry about getting projects done and stuff like that. The fall semester ends on December 15th, and through some scholastic miracle (ahem) I have A’s and B’s in all my classes. Even with the Drama. Intense!
I am feeling a little better mentally, thanks to those who have been praying. 
I still fall asleep with my TV on though – I’m not used to this whole “alone” thing.
