This is not so much about the fact that I had a brain MRI on a Saturday, it's about the beginning of the procedure.

Enter the MRI room, technician tells me to lie on my back and put my head in the U shapped box , shoulders against the box. Ok. Then he shoves foam between the box and my head to prevent movement. Cool. Then he puts a plastic cage thing on my face and secures it to the box. I asked him if Clarice will be joining us. "You'll be in here by yourself". I couldn't do a facepalm because of the cage thing.

Maybe he never saw "Silence of the Lambs".

Results at the end of the thread

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Yeah, he didn't get it.

I hope you're okay!!!

I hope all is good with your health.

But that procedure sounds more like a CT scan than an MRI.

It was definitely an MRI.

Go back and eat his liver.

With a nice Chianti

In my family someone would be quick to say that they did a brain MRI and didn’t see anything. Here’s hoping they didn’t see anything.

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Maybe he never saw "Silence of the Lambs".

That movie is what, 35 years old now? Your tech likely wasn't born yet.

Love the Clarice joke. I often think of Hannibal Lecter references but keep my mouth shut for fear "I can smell your pussy" will come out instead. I have a lifetime of smart ass to combat.

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I have a lifetime of smart ass to combat.

Me too. I was in superb form after church today.The problem with instantaneous smart ass wit is it usually get erased from the memory and can't be reloaded for re-use.

I hope all is well for you. Getting older has its trials. It is truly amazing what the can see in your body these days.

A year or so ago I told a couple of guys at work, "I love it when a plan comes together". Blank looks.

This past holiday season I wore my "Ho Ho Ho Now I Have a Machine Gun" sweatshirt. Not a single comment.

It sucks getting old!

I'm taking Fava Beans when I go back.

He may not have seen Silence of the Lambs, and/or he may have no sense of humor.

I've been through a couple of brain CT scans and a cerebral angiogram, the latter would make an effective torture. They did confirm that the only thing in my skull was a "This Space for Rent" sign.

I pray your procedure went well and that your health is good.


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It was a Veterans Administration hospital appointment on March 7. As is normal, my neurologist appointment is in June.

Possibly a thread highjacking… and I wish Johnny ALL the luck in the world…but I also made a joke referencing the same movie during a procedure:

My dermatologist scheduled me for an inpatient excision of some basal cell carcinoma on my shoulder blade.

Lying on my stomach, local anesthesia applied, my doc said: “I am going to make a diamond-shaped incision on your back because it is harder to sew up a circular cut.”

“Oh, so this is like a Silence of the Lambs thing then?” I said.

“Huh?” Said the doc.

“You know, the movie? Clarice discovers the killer when she looks at a dress pattern with diamond shaped darts in his closet?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, I remember the movie but not the scene you’re talking about.”

You’d think a dermatologist would be very familiar with a movie that involved the stitching of human skin… but I guess not.

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Maybe he never saw "Silence of the Lambs".

That movie is what, 35 years old now? Your tech likely wasn't born yet.

I guess that explains why the young lady just said, "Eww" when I told her, "I bet you'd be delicious with some fava beans and some chianti." I even did the lower lip sucking thing after I said that.

She just didn't get the reference.