MRI

 Nobody ever told me about MRI's.  I've had some problems with my hip for the past few months, and after going to the doctor ended up going for an MRI.  I thought, "No big deal."  I put on one of their extremely large robes and laid down on the little bench that the doctor pointed out to me.  He pushed a button and my bench headed into a round tube.  When I was in there up to my neck, I put one arm out and said, "Hey, wait a second.  I need you to back this thing up and let me out of here for a minute."  He did that and looked at me like, "what's your problem?"  I asked him if anybody besides me ever had trouble going into the machine.  He told me he could get me a prescription for valium and I could come back on a day when someone could drive me home afterwards.  I asked him to give me a minute to get comfortable and drive the claustrophobic thoughts out of my head.  Then, I shut my eyes tight, had him flip the switch and I tried to keep my mind on something else for the next 30 minutes.  When I found out that most people go in head first, I got nauseous.  And I think MRI's are hard.