(I really hope this is a normal MRI because if not that’s awkward but enjoy looking at my big ol’ noggin) I just wanna talk about how one small action from someone on you care team can make alllllll the difference. I had an MRI of my brain today, and let me tell you: I did NOT expect to be that person that freaks out. But alas, there I was. Full blown panic attack begging to be let out approximately 6 seconds after being put in. (I made the mistake of keeping my eyes open and seeing how small the machine was inside). It was horrible! I’ve never experienced any kind of claustrophobic feeling before, so I think it just really caught me off guard. I worked myself up so much that I was bawling, and was told I’d need to reschedule and be given some sort of sedative beforehand next time. I felt horrible for wasting their time, and felt like a total burden for having them try to put me in 2 times before they finally gave up. Before I left an absolute ANGEL of a radiology tech reached out and offered to stay in the room with me to see if that helped me stay calm. He didn’t have to do this by any means. He made jokes, calmed me down, and set me back up to be put into the machine. He kept his hand on my leg the entire time to keep me grounded and talked to me between scans so that I could feel at ease, and it worked 10000%! He prevented me from needing to come back over a week later and be sedated (which makes me even more anxious tbh), have to reschedule my neurology appointment, and continue not having answers for a while longer. I am so grateful that he had a heart big enough to extend such pure compassion to me and help me get the testing I needed. To my wonderful health care professionals, you do not go unnoticed 🖤 I appreciate every gracious encounter I have with you. You make a huge impact in my life, and I hope you never stop doing what you do. Here’s to you!!