That Rhythm in My Head: I Lost an Hour to an MRI

There was a bird in the room. A bird who seemed to be hooked up the a respirator system. Playing the drums. Tweet, wheeze, tweet, wheeze, tweet, wheeze, boom boom boom boom. (Repeat for the next hour of your life…)

They put headphones on me and played the radio. Like that could drowned out the sound of the machine. I waited for them to check on me so I could ask them to turn the music off. It was turned up so loud that I was getting a headache.