Round Two

I have been going around all kinds of specialists in different hospitals all over the place. Assunta, Damansara Specialists, Ramsay, you name it I've checked myself in. The doctors know there is something wrong about me but they can't seem to find what is wrong. Weird, because even I don't feel so good sometimes, but I just don't know why.

Tests, scans, all the results came out as perfectly fine. Alhamdulillah, but then what is up with me? Even the doctors are confused. Last week I went to a new doctor (rolls eyes), but there are these three letters that I don't ever want to here from a doctor (I think you guys should pray that they won't say them to you too!)

MRI

*cry*

My heart stopped for a bit. I did it once a couple of years back, but they did not find anything weird (thank god!) but she thinks we should give it another try, this time at a specific place because their machine is more high tech and maybe they can see...err, deeper?

Haih.

So yes, I just finished my MRI and to be honest I am still shivering. You see, my claustrophobia is hrmm. Lets just say I would not step into a lift with more than four people. Keep that in mind ok.

I was waiting for my turn in the hall outside the room, and I could hear the MRI sound, you know the sound that is more kecoh than a Tiesto event. Images of my last MRI came running back. Started to sweat and shiver all at the same time. Funny how I could hardly remember things I did last month but suddenly I can remember things from four years ago. Haih.

It was my turn and I wanted to cry. I prayed all the doa I knew throughout. At the end of it they informed me they needed to injected me with something and extend another 10 minutes. Felt like stabbing someone, seriously.

..but I made it, alive! Alhamdulillah.

Yes, exaggerating, but if you are me...hehe. I don't care about the result. I just want to get out of that freaking tunnel!