I am a big sissy! I went to the hospital where my buddy the radiologist arranged for me to have the MRA...Magnetic Resonance Arteriogram in the MRI machine. The tech, who was very nice, asked me if I was claustrophobic and I told him no. I had an MRI back when I was first diagnosed and survived it.

Well, when my turn came and he put me in that tube there was no way! I knew that I had to get out of that thing and I immediately started knocking and told him to let me out!

Since I drove myself they could not give me a valium or xanax, so I just had to blow it off. When my friend the radiologist gets back in town next week I think we will try something a bit easier, like ultrasound.

DG