Off we sped on the gurney down to the MRI dept. Once we got there I was briefly enlightened on the functions of a functional MRI. Essentially this test would determine whether I get to sleep during the op or be awake during the op. I’m sure you can guess my preference!
I was injected with a pretty blue dye and then placed into the machine, resembling an enormous lump of dough about to be baked. There was a TV screen on the ceiling of my oven and when images appeared I had to call out their names – house, cat, tree, etc. nothing too taxing. Then I had to call out a word beginning with each letter that appeared. This got me thinking about Bambi and the mess she’d got me into – so – understandbly I became a little rattled.
A – I called out “Asshole Bandit”
B – I called out “Bastard Bollocks”
M – I called out “Motherfucking Motherfucker”
W – I called out “Wankface Wanker”
H- I called out “Hippopotamus”….. I was so cross – I couldn’t think of anything rude beginning with an H. IS there anything rude beginning with an H?