Oh my God. One of the best chill-axing experiences of my life. Like being in a sensory deprivation chamber, only a little noisier.
Massage? No, MRI!
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6 comments:
You.Are.Awesome.
What? for real, should I be worried or was this for a study og your gigantic brain?
Boxer: Actually, I think the word is "simple." :o)
Doris: It was part of the synesthesia study. I thought I would freak out, but I didn't. It was like a vacation.
Oh-ho!! you DID it!!
I'm sayingg '77 too. One of the best albums of the '70s was Fleetwood Macs' Rumours and I had it - on 8-track tape. I listened to it while looking at my Farrah poster. Is that too much info?
Happy MM!
Moi,
Good for you! Information about self is a great resource for decision making. On the MRI's...it's the noise, noise, NOISE rather than the tight confines that gets to me.
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