Capt SpaceBat

Finally had my lumbar MRI scan this afternoon: the findings will - hopefully - help draw to a close three decades of spinal, lumbar and sciatic agonies.  Having been x-rayed on the Winter Solstice to check if my legs would prove hazardous to the “Sir Harry Secombe scanner” I went today to hospital to have my lower spine scanned, should the x-rays prove satisfactory.  Having ticked and circled all the necessary bits of information - and consented to any lumbar injections should they be required - I found that there was no check box along the lines of “do you have any fragments of metal in your body that are not surgical appliances, bomb or blast fragments or consensual body adornments?” 

Considering that this was the very worry that had delayed the scan by 4 weeks, I was a little concerndc. Alerting to assistant to this deplorable shortcoming, the information was addded to the form.  The x-rays in question - taken at another hospital - were tracked down and checked; only to show no fragments of metal left behind after the removal of an “external fixator” in 1984 …

… this in itself was puzzling, as I have been successfully setting off metal detectors since my mid-teenage years.  The new diagnosis of “non-metallic legs” took a few minutes to get used to; having had so many other diagnoses for my psyche’s variations from the norm, it only begs more questions than it answers.

I suppose that my therapist’s prior assertion that she did not know (or possibly care?) what my psycho-diagnosis was, but that she was there to help me deal with the effects of whatever was causing problems, was the right way to look at this new insight on my magnetic personality.  If I stop triggering metal detectors as a result of this new knowledge, then what does that say about the power of the mind to affect external objects?  What a can of worms …