MRI and Me

The MRI machine is two powerful magnets with a hole in the middle where they slide you in on a table head first to get scanned. The hole isn't very big and your nose is inches away from the ceiling when they do the scan. It's very loud and the scan takes at least 30 minutes.

I went to KU on Monday last week to have an MRI of my head, neck and spine. To do the neck and spine the technician moves the table you're on farther into the machine. I couldn't breathe or move my arms and felt like a sardine so I said I didn't want to do it.

On Friday I had an "open MRI" at Olathe Medical Center. With an open MRI, the magnets are turned sideways and you don't go in a little hole. Instead, when you're on the table, they slide you between the two magnets and it's more open. My arms weren't constricted and I could breathe so it was no problem. It was still loud and my head was next to the ceiling but I just closed my eyes and told myself "I can do this."

My doctor said people with PPMS have more lesions in their neck, and since she wants to see if her theory is true I had to have an MRI. I go to see her on July 1st to find out the results and until then I will be patient.

I will also remember to ask for an open MRI if I have to do it again in the future.

The Lovgren Family in Sweden

This is Per's family: Tore, Monika, Ann-Sofie, and Nils. They all live in Sweden, and we live here, 3,000 miles away in the U.S, in Kansas. I like to visit them in Sweden, but we only go every couple of years because it's expensive. We usually have to take 3 or 4 airplane rides to get there (Kansas to Minneapolis to Vienna to Stockholm) then it's another 4 hours from Stockholm to their home in Väse. The entire trip takes about 24 hours and their home is 7 time zones ahead of what we're used to, so we have jet lag when we get there.

I wish we were going to see them this year. We haven't been to Sweden since 2008 when we picked Bryan up from his mission in France. I can't believe it's already been two years since we've seen them. Per went to Sweden for a few days last year when he went to Europe on a business trip but I haven't seen them for a couple of years. I wish I could get to know them better but it's hard to do because we don't speak the same language. Even so, we are still family and I miss them. I miss the smell of Sweden and the smell of their home. I miss Monika's yummy food and Nils playing golf outside with my guys. I miss sleeping there and waking up to the sound of wind rustling through the trees and birds chirping. Most of all, I miss the four of them.

I hope we take a trip there soon. Until then, at least I have pictures and memories.