I am claustrophobic and prone to migraines,but I need ongoing scans. So I’ve had to memorize how to perform peace with The MachineFor as long as I can remember, some primal part of my mammal brain has always clung to a fear of being trapped. I recall childhood games of shroud and seek filling me with dread – I couldn’t last long in a closet or behind a pair of drapes before my breathing would become rapid and shallow. My recurring nightmare involves crawling through a long, and ever narrowing tunnel. So while there are a lot of lingering aftereffects approximately having had cancer – twice – the most notorious has been the way the need for follow-up tests condemned me to a lifetime of MRIs. Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com