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I have never felt so frightened before in my life. I will never ever ever want to go for another MRI.

Went back to the hospital for MRI today, so i missed research congress. And that was such a frightening time. First, putting the plug in. It hurts so much, it still hurts now. For your info, the plug's somthing that comes in a needle stuff so the doctors poke a needle into your vein, for don't know what purpose. Its like a drip, except it hurts more. I almost cried if not for that doctor talking about her ECA last time. Next, the MRI. Its not so much about the sound of the machine, but rather, the confined space. Its so smalllll space you can't move, you can only see upwards, which is...white machine. And you're stuck in there for 1 whole hour. I was so scared i could cry. I calmed myself down by singing. And singing. And singing. And finally when i could go, i was so happy, i didn't bother about falling down the narrow bed, which i almost did, if Dr Cindy didn't catch me. I hate MRIs. I don't want to do another one again.