Mri

Last week I was at MRI. They offered me seductive, that I would stay still and wouldn’t be afraid of tight place. I said “no, thanks and let me show one thing”. As soon as the machine started to hum and my brains took a contact to it, I fell in a sleep. I slept whole one and half hours, because they took lot’s of image, because I was so still.
No tumor or anything un-ordinary was present. Now I’m waiting for appointment with neuro-surgeon.

Our government and health-ministry is very strict about opiates. If I use them for painkilling, I would be watched over by them very closely. When my cat got sick, of course between sat-sun night, they addressed to him Tramadol, opiate. Now they are watching that my cat won’t become a narc. :slight_smile: