Mister Compatible

Got a cancellation appointment for my MRI scan this morning. Gutted that I couldn't take a camera into the scanning room, as the machine is mighty impressive. Somehow I'd forgotten that it's like being slotted into a tight coffin, with 20 minutes of the sort of sounds emitted by a pneumatic drill encased in a tin drum, amplified to the max. Not good when your head feels a bit fragile already. Spent the rest of the day offline in many ways.