Keeping track of medical tests

wednesday, April 25, Jay and I drove to Fort Collins for me to have an EEG and an MRI.  There were issues with the EEG technician, which involved him not showing up for my appointment until it was too late to do it.  I needed to go to my MRI on the other side of town.  As it turned out, it didn’t matter because I had spaced out the fact that I have serious claustrophobia and became so upset when the technician started locking me into the equipment that I couldn’t be scanned and had to halt the procedure.  Jay thought I should just tough it out, but I couldn’t.  So then we went back to Poudre Valley hospital and they got someone in from the Loveland hospital to do my EEG since the other technician had to go home.  She didn’t know what was wrong with him, but she felt it was just as well that he didn’t do my test since there was apparently something wrong with him.  Also, she totally sympathized with me about not being able to do the MRI.  She had just had one done a couple weeks before and said she’d taken a handful of Valium to get through it