Fine, I was going to leave the whole scan thing until the weekend, probably until after the experience on Sunday, but fine, events today lead to a bit of a cheat. I probably will still tell curious readers what an MRI scan is like, after the event, but anyway… Oh agreed, might have been fun to do in a silver bodysuit, given the way you go into the tube, and everything, but anyway, I’m sure the only person who would see me wouldnt get the joke, besides.
When I had the EEG, I was told that the results didnt show much a clue as to where the issue lay as to why I was having the seizures, and that I might have to do a follow up, after sleep deprivation to get more of a clue. But then I got the appointment for the MRI scan, and hadnt heard anything about the follow up, so I assumed it wasnt going to happen, given I’m now only 3 days away from the ‘robotisation’ pod, but I was wrong.
Got a call this morning from the hospital at Halifax that did the EEG, and yes, I do need to do the sleep deprivation follow up after all. Silly thing is, even taking the first appointment available, its the day after the MRI scan! I suppose they can tie the 2 together, hopefully work out where the issue lays in the brain, then focus on that area from the MRI scan. Hopefully after that they can work out what the problem is, assuming they can find a brain, and take it from there.
So yes, the weekend is going to be fun, for sure. I’m going to have to be up slightly earlier than normal on Sunday, to be at the hospital for the ‘robot makeover’ on Sunday morning at 10.15 (I wish), and then Sunday night I have to lose half a night of sleep, so that my mind is ready for brainwashing on Monday morning, at 9.45. I will probably go with the option of waking up in the early hours of the morning (about 4.30 or so), as I think thats the easier way for me, personally. The theory is that disrupting my sleep cycle will make the brain more likely to give clues as to what is wrong up there, fingers crossed. Some people have no sleep the night before this, but I suspect they just want to disrupt my brain, not set off a full blown seizure, but anyway…
Oh, dont get me wrong, the idea of laying down, hopefully sleeping for 2-3 hours, wired up to a ton of electrodes appeals to me totally. If they accidentally brainwash me while doing so, wouldnt that be fun? If they accidentally disrupted my brain so that I came out as a chirpy Oklahoma girl (no prizes who), then that could be interesting! The only shame with not having one of those phones with a camera is that I cant get a picture of me all wired up, ah well!
Hopefully these 2 scans will provide the needed results, and at least, good or bad, I can find out what the brain issue is, and how it will affect the rest of my life. Well, unless its Clara trying to take full control, in which case…, I’m ready for my audition, Mr Berkeley, lol?
As some might have guessed, there is a subject I’d much rather be discussing tonight, but for now, I have to be a good neutral girl on UK politics, so…lol
OK, video time. Its the way I’d love my hair done (once only, probably) but its a similar level of wiring to what I will ‘suffer’ on Monday. Be patient, it does get there
Alright, given that I’m assuming most care as to how the scan went on Friday, I’d better cover that tonight? Great shame, as its the 72nd anniversary of the alien spacecraft ‘landing’ at Roswell, but maybe I can do that next time, though probably be the other blog. So anyway, lets do the serious version of events here, and maybe do a more ‘far fetched’ version on the other one?
I must admit it, no surprise, I thoroughly enjoyed having numerous electrodes pasted on to my head, and wired up to the scanning machine. Probably for all the wrong reasons, but regardless of that… I didnt get to see myself until afterwards, but it looked wonderful, something akin to those old 1930’s style perm/curling machine, so yes, I definitely had the ‘wired up to be brainwashed’ look, even if the electrodes were really only scanning, not brainwashing, but anyway…
The first bit was standard enough, the looking in all directions stuff, followed by about 10 minutes just laying there with my eyes closely, imagining it was doing all sorts of evil things to my mind, but you cant have everything, sadly.
After that, first I did some deep breathing exercises, presumably to try and trigger something interesting in my brain? After recovering from that, I was then subjected to a stream of lights flashing on, and off for periods, both with eyes open, and shut, and the latter caused the sort of pattern you see on those hypnotic trance things. Sadly, even that didnt actually erase my mind, shame!
I gather there was nothing exciting in the results, which might have been down to having a good day, or a sign that I’m on about the right level of meds now, or possibly both. Results will go to the neurologist to decide what happens next. Well, in one sense at least. The sense of whether they want to repeat the test after a period of some sleep deprivation, as that would possibly annoy my brain more, and produce better results, before the MRI scan. Alternately, the MRI scan is now set for 3 weeks today, so we could go straight to that. The amusing thing there will be getting the earrings out of my ears, after, err, a large number of years, without removal. No idea on that one, but they will have to go by one means or another, for sure. Then I have to decide whether to get a pair of studs put back in, or not. I suspect the decision will depend on whether I might need follow up MRI’s, or not?
The other choice I’m facing soon relates to the transition issue. I can simply get the bits bobbed, get the right genitals aligned to the womb, and leave it at that, or I can do the whole thing, hormones, the full work. The main thing being that if I want to flash genuine cleavage, I’ll need to do the latter, but there is a lot involved. If all I wanted is my main psychological issue solved, the bits down below, it could be done a lot easier, and I could then wear clingy dresses, and swimsuits, with no issue anyway.
Twist my arm, real cleavage would be nice, but at my age, in truth, clearly up the main issue might be the easier option.
So now, await the revised brainwashing (EEG), or the MRI robotisation, which will it be? Got one fun job tomorrow regardless, ring for the result of the blood test, unless that too vanished back to the 1930’s, or some alien planet!
OK, video time, and the reason for the blog title. The electrodes sadly come off too easily, the paste used to fix them to my scalp, less so. But my hair is now washed, conditioned, and electricity free. So, a little Kylie. There is a very robot version of this video, but as always, when you want to find something, nowhere to be seen!