I was chatting with a friend the day before my MRI appointment. She’d done an MRI before, so I asked her what it was like.
“Make sure you empty your pockets of everything, as well as jewellery.”
“Ok. What happens if I don’t?”
“The magnet is super powerful. It’ll get stuck.”
“I wonder what’ll happen if I forget to take off my earrings.”
“Ooooh might rip out the earlobe.”
She was probably joking, but I wasn’t going to take any chances. I didn’t want to come out of the appointment with two bloody holes on the sides of my head. An injured leg and no ears. I might as well be a seal. Besides, without any ears, how would I wear my sunglasses?
The next day, as I was sitting in the waiting room, I carefully removed all my jewellery and kept them in my bag. After a few minutes, a smiling radiographer stuck her head out of the room and called my name.