CT Scans

Okay, so a CT scan is NOTHING like the Google search hits told me it would be. There are no bindings, leather or otherwise. There are no large, burly people. It doesn’t feel even moderately dangerous. No one yells at you to lay there and take it. Marylin Manson is not bumping through the stereo in a dimly lit room, there isn’t even any lub….

*ahem*

I had a totally freaking coronary about the fact that I had no sitter for my kids. My neighbor had agreed to be “on call” for my 10 year old, and he agreed to be paid $5 to watch his sister while I was gone. Now, I’m a pretty crappy mom, but I haven’t sunk that low just yet. Yet.

So everyone piled in the car with every toy we could cram into a Dora backpack, and off we went to explore the wonders of the Canadian Waiting Room System. Where there were toys, other people, and a wheelchair. Yep, they would be just fine.

So, they called me back and thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster I didn’t bother wearing my sexy underwear, because this is what they handed me to put on.

When they say that one size fits all, they’re not kidding. I could have put everyone in those pants. Hey, did you know that 90% of the time, if you hover over my pictures, a love letter appears? Try it, you’ll like it.

And then, the moment of truth. Also called, the moment I chickened out and could not bring myself to ask for permission to take pictures. Because I try not to be a freak. In real life. Bygones. I climbed onto the table and they slid me into the donut thing that had a shocking lack of powdered sugar on it anywhere, and we began.

You know in that movie Contact, when they finally build the secret alien swirling vortex thing, and Jodi Foster climbs inside of it and it’s all whooooop….whoooop….whoooop until it starts spinning really fast and going whoopwhoopwhoopwhoopwhoop then the walls drip away and she is shot headfirst through what I imagine is an exact replica of the inside of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s penis and then she lands in the middle of a Monet painting, on crack, and her dead father is there to greet her or something and then it’s back through the Amazing Technocolor Dream Urethra and *poof*? No one saw a thing but her?

Yeah, it was nothing like that. Except the whooping. There was a lot of that. And they did make me keep my hands over my head the whole time (and Ms. Changes Pants While Driving? SO loving you for the heads up on the pit shave before I left. Really. Excellent tip) There were also laser targets pointing right at my happy trail, which just made me mad on seven different levels, and a sticker over a small window on the very front of the machine that read, “Laser Lights. Do NOT Look Here.”

Oh, those people have GOT to be kidding me. There is no possible way I could have looked at anything else. And if little mutant babies start growing in my eyeballs, I’m totally billing them for the eye-epidural someone is going to have to invent and administer to my eyeballs upon delivery.

And then it was over. In four minutes, start to finish. Now, I have certainly had dates that lasted less time than that, but I think I just expected more, you know? Some sort of pomp, followed by the slightest bit of circumstance? Nope, nothing. I asked the tech if we could do it again 10 more times, so I could milk the silence for all it was worth, and she said no. Meanie. There were more patients to be seen and a waiting room full of people to save from my toddler who had just stopped howling about the time I stepped out of the tube of doom.

On a happy note, I did remember halfway through the CT Scan that I was awfully happy it wasn’t an MRI, because I just don’t think my IUD and those magnets would care much about all that flesh standing inbetween their love. So at least I had that going for me.

Zoeyjane

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 1:13

Told. Ya. So.

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SciFi Dad

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 6:13

So I’m supposed to come away with this with the knowledge that Andrew Lloyd Webber’s penis is the Tube of Doom?

(heh… I said come)

rachel

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 6:37

hee hee hee.
I was laughing before, but now I’m rolling over SciFi Dad’s comment.

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Miss Missie

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 7:01

I’m glad it wasn’t as bad as you thought. The picture taking made me think of when I asked my acupuncturist to take a picture of me with all my needles in. She gladly said yes and said you’d be surprised at how many people ask that.

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Chris

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 7:14

How, oh how would you even be able to compare anything to the inner workings of ALW’s wang? I wouldn’t even know where to begin imaging that.

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OHmommy

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 7:20

See? Not so bad.

When do you get the results? Hope all is well and will be thinking about you. ;)

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TRACI

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 7:48

The IUD reference, hysterical.

NOW-please, please tell the secret html code for the ‘hover’ ‘cuz I am all googled out trying to learn it.

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Ashlie- Mommycosm

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 7:50

You have one strange mind, funny, but strange. Andrew Lloyd Weber?! Oh my.

Nearly peed a little after reading SciFi dad’s comment.

I’m glad it wasn’t as awful as you imagined. Hope you get results that are helpful to getting you feeling better!

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calicobebop

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 8:00

Oh, that last comment about your IUD and an MRI made me snort out loud. I’m happy you didn’t have to experience that as well! :) Glad the CT scan was painless and quick – hope you get some good news out of it!

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Katherine

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 8:29

Oh my god – the bit about the IUD gave me the shivers. Surely somebody along the way to an MRI would ask about that, right? I always forget I have one. Always. It’s their nature to be forgotten.

Let us know when you find out, ‘kay?

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SECRET AGENT MAMA

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 8:55

Been thinking about you, dear!

xoox Glad it wasn’t so bad. I do have to say, though, that you are sexy in those oversized thing-a-ma-bobs!

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jessica

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 9:25

Fabulous narration! I am so glad it wasn’t traumatic.

The eyeball Babies are twins BTW.

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Hockeyman

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 9:59

Wow, that was easy. However those lasers probably beamed your info to the mothership and you can expect a night time probe visit. Oh wait, that’s just for scientologists.

Hehe, lasers on the happy trail you say…..better get a pregnancy kit. ;)

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anne nahm

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 10:09

Oh, those people have GOT to be kidding me. There is no possible way I could have looked at anything else.

I lollerskated.

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Lee the MWOB Queen

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 10:11

Great blow-by-blow – now, I’m just wanting you to do some posting on the Canadian Health Care System – you’ve mentioned it twice as you’ve spoken about your MRI and as a mama from well the US, I’m wondering your (insightful, funny, real) take on things. As you know, our health care battle wages on and on and on…

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Assertagirl

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 10:14

And MRIs are LOUD. I went into one with my mom once (not INTO it, but beside her) because she is claustrophobic, and I had to wear hearing protection. You got off easy. (no pun intended)

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MIss Grace

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 10:37

1. Andrew Lloyd Weber SORTA creeped me out before, now it’s a definite.

2. ….

3. Where is the love letter yo?

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Jim

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 10:39

See? easy peasy. You still should have asked for leather.

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Jaina

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 11:17

I’m glad it went well, I remember the MRI on my knee…I nearly fell asleep what with the gentle vibrations from the machine and the pretty music on the headphones they gave me.

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mn

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 11:18

brave girl. that was completely open though.

why do they have to make these places look so lackluster and colorless. all white.

anyhoo, hope all is well. i though it was only me who felt something was wrong with her.

i didn’t know your back hurt that much. you never complain about it. guess that’s a brave soul.

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 11:21

like hockeyman’s comment, fun-nee…

Arjewtino

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 11:33

You ridicule them now, but I guarantee you’ll be wearing those pants on lazy Sundays soon enough.

If I’m wrong, though, can I have them?

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ms. changes pants while driving

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 12:03

thanks for the linky luv! and i actually have a new post up, how often does that happen? glad the shaving thing worked out. i don’t remember anything about the happy trail. i was going to tell you about an injection they gave me… as the guy was giving it to me (some kind of tracer or something) he said “you’re going to feel like you have to go to the bathroom, but you really don’t.” and then i freaked out about peeing on the table. but i didn’t.

Melanie @ MelADramatic Mommy

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 12:15

I’m not really into musicals and have never seen Contact so the reference to Andrew’s penis went right over my head. I’m glad you’re finally getting answers though.

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Matt

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 12:51

Those machines are pretty scary. And looking at the lasers is bad. I looked directly into the beam of a 50 ft walking Eddie at an Iron Maiden concert about 18 years ago and now every time it gets cloudy outside I think I see the Devil.

I can also appreciate that you didn’t want to take pictures in there…might have ruined the camera and you definitely wouldn’t want poeple thinking you were a freak.

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Miss Britt

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 12:54

Well THAT doesn’t sound so bad at all.

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Kim

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 14:03

Let us know how it all turns out..

Those pants are hot.. :)

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Tammy

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 14:04

Well, now I know what I want for my 40th birthday (3 years away…I’m all about thinking ahead). Was thinking that a full body CT scan would help me get over the hump of life. Because I’m a hypochondriac. And CT scans don’t seem so scary now.

Hope all is well and you get your results soon. Keep us updated.

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Tara R.

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 14:56

See, piece of cake. Hope the results come back quickly.

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DisgruntledMom

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 15:31

Ahh, a CT scan is the Glenda the Good Witch of the diagnostics family. The real bitch is the MRI, and if you have an issue with small, confined spaces and the MRI tech offers you drugs…take them!
That said, I’ll never look at a CT (or MRI) the same way again. Is it weird that the thought of CT’s now makes me think of a penis? It’s only a matter of time before I forget the ALW thing and every time someone mentions a CT scan, I’ll orgasm. Theoretically fun, unless your working in an ER and 50% of the patients get a CT or MRI. Nobody wants to orgasm with an 80 year old with a hip fracture looking on.

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tena

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 16:06

Doesn’t sound too bad. Sending good thoughts for the results.

apathy lounge

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 16:20

Sending all good thoughts and my spare excellent kharma so that you can find out just what the hell this thing is. Also hoping that it’s very minor. In other news? It’s my Three Year Blogiversary.

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Em

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 16:54

Did you get a sticker?

Thinking good thoughts!!

P.S. seriously could have lived without the IUD visual – ouch!!

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Micki from Pandora's Box

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 17:38

OH CT, not MRI, sorry about the misunderstanding, I was wondering how you got away with the nose piercing. Yeah CT’s are quick, no valium needed at all. Crazy lasers, not cool at all. I want to name your firstborn if it goes that far.

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katie ~ motherbumper

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 17:41

You were so right to demand more of that wonderful restricted silence and dude, think of the post fodder you will have when your eyeballs give birth. You will totally have a niche market. I hope.

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One Mom's Opinion

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 17:42

Harley has had at least two of these. I hope you get some answers.

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Missives From Suburbia

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 20:50

I hope it’s fixable with a non-invasive technique, hon.

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Kelley

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 21:02

That machine totally unleashed your inner Bloggess. Cause girl, that was some weird trip the Andrew Lloyd Webber’s penis thing and the birthing eyeballs.

Cause isn’t this a housework blog?

Oh and bite me.

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Linds

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 21:27

Hope the results help to take away at least some of your pain. That totally sucks, to have it all the time. Fingers crossed.

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Carrie

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 21:52

Good god – ct’s are a pain in the butt, I am totally in awe that you took the kids with you!!! That is a feat in itself.

Here’s hoping that they figure out what’s causing your pain and you can give that Ibuprofen bottle a rest, I definitely understand…I’m getting my pain fixed in the near future. Hang in there!

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flickrlovr

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 22:07

Well, I’m glad that’s over. But sad, for you, that there wasn’t more pomp. Circumstance. Or whatever you were hoping for…

Good times. Hope it gives you some answers. Keep us posted.

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Colleen - Mommy Always Wins

Wednesday, 19 November, 2008 at 22:58

Wow. Andrew Lloyd Weber’s penis, eh? I’m STILL laughing about that one. And I had a shit day – thanks.

Hope everything turns out to be OK.

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rebecca

Thursday, 20 November, 2008 at 0:12

I had a CT scan for lung cancer, which I didn’t have. I was sedated because it took them two hours to get the needle for the dye in my shy veins. Then I was doing that two-year-old-tries-to-stop-crying thing so they doped me up. I blogged about it. I remember I giiiiiiiggggled when I didn’t pee on the table. I sorta thought you’d enjoy the pee feeling freak out.

Later I had an MRI for brain cancer, which I didn’t have. I blogged about it too. When I found out about the injection that time, about five minutes beforehand, I started drinking beaucoups to be sure my veins were plump. Then I admitted to needle freakouts and discussed my CT injection. “Oh, this dye isn’t nearly as dangerous.” WHAT? It’s dangerous and that other was more dangerous and — THUD.

Anyway, you can worry about the toxic dye in addition to the magnetized radiation and lazer eyes coming your way. You’re sure to come out with some super hero capabilities.

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