Say What?

You gotta be kidding......

Yes, that is the sign I saw as I walked in for my very first MRI. Crummies, but I really am glad I did not really really really know what to expect.

When one has to lay down - on your tummy with cut out holes for two various parts of your body - are you getting my drift...... Holy Son-Of-A-Gun it really isn't a massage you are going for as you lay down your head into the donut hole.

OK, I admit - I did play the "heart" card and explained I did have a pretty ugly scar going down the middle of my chest and that ugly looking center rectangle piece of hard core plastic or rubber just wasn't gonna work.

Not for 15 minutes or more. No way!

They were really nice and let me play the heart scar card and gave me something that did help. I didn't see Harley anywhere. Nope, he ran for the hills, I think? His story, he was guarding the door.... from what, bandits?

It really was longer than 15 minutes - more like 30-40 minutes without m-0-v-i-n-G. Holy Crap (I am saying that with reverence.... really my little peeps).... You know what took the time - that metal chicken wire that is holding my sternum together from the open heart surgery. Chick Wire - I asked the cardiologist after surgery when they were taking it out - like never was the answer. So it took a little longer in the MRI since they kept trying to work around the wire. AND, I really hope after all of that - I really do glow in the dark, dang it! Harley claimed he volunteered but no one was listening. He did go flying in the waiting room as someone opened the door, I really think he was trying to get out of Dodge when he heard "loud noise" "ear plugs" "no moving" "small enclosed space" - that's my little bud...

OK - I'm sure you don't want to hear anymore about the MRI (I don't) and so we move on to my "security heart." When I first found out about the breast cancer on October 1 (funny how dates work - my mother died on October 1, 1998, hmmmm), I was headed to lunch and my cell phone rang - knew it wasn't good when the doctor asked if I was driving.... anyway, that night after tennis, I went home and laying on the coffee table was this beautiful lavender stuffed heart that Patty made for me back in the spring time when we met for tea.

Yes, I was in a little bit of shock and after my shower and dinner, I took the heart and put next to the cancer mass in my sport bra and, believe it or not, a peace came over me .... and it has been my security heart going everywhere I go, literally. So my little honeysuckles, remember that you never know what your works of art can do - such as giving one individual a terrific moving spiritual moment. Hugs my Patty and ---- the lavender is still so comforting..... Tonight in the mail was book from my cousin, Pam, who is a breast cancer survivor,

This book is by Barbara Delinsky and available from Amazon.com. I have managed to open the cover and read some items quickly. Looks like it will be a great resource for me. Love my cousin,

So, as usual, need to run down and make dinner and thank all of you for your kind remarks on yesterday's post. It was such a relief to share this with you because I can now journal on the blog about it and I promise I will be back to making art shortly. Right now I am reverting back to something I always do, especially in the winter, yes, cross-stitch. Will let you guess what this will become as we walk the journey. Hugs, my little peeps...