Yesterday, I was in MRI can for an hour, feeling clusterphobe, and thinking that this must be like dead laid in a coffin. It was boring dispite even though AC/DC music was sorta blasting. I am pretty certain that I will run like crazy if my doc mentions the dreaded F-word.

The reason I am up for a surgery is that I don't want to be a irritable person, rest of my life. I 'll keep you updated. Thank you for sharing.

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