Seriously, I actually do have a brain and now I have the images to prove it. And by the way, this is a follow up post to the “My Cold July” series, dealing with our Family history of Brain Aneurysms.
An image of my Glorious Pumpkin.
The dust had settled on July and things were beginning to return to normal, August was looking good as I booked 3 new wedding dates for 2009. A happy smile on my face, driving along a suburban street after dropping our 3 year old Ben at his play group, I pulled into the parking lot of our Family Doctor. No appointment, but I had a good feeling, the waiting room 1/4 full as I took a seat. I think ipods were invented for times like these, and 4 songs later, I was sitting across from the Doctor, as he called the local Medical Imaging centre to see if they could fit me in for a CT scan.
Unbelievable to me, but there I was less than 35mins later stretched out on the bed of the Scanner as the iodine contrast, that had just been administered, rapidly spread to every part of my body. It started with a weird metallic/chemical taste in my mouth, a little unpleasant, but that was soon overshadowed by the intense heat that seemed to radiate from every cell in my body. Its a feeling that was once described to me by a surfer friend who had had one too many close encounters with the local reef. It was hotter than taking a leak in your wetsuit when the water temp was 10 degrees…
I don’t surf, but I now know the feeling, extremely warm and wholly uncomfortable. Almost as quickly… the feeling was over, and so was the scan… “Results tomorrow” said the front desk and “please wait for about 10 minutes to make sure you don’t have an adverse reaction to the dye.” Or words to that effect.
As I unlocked my car I couldn’t believe that the whole process, including the Doctors referral, had taken less than 2 hours… A CT scan and home in time for lunch, God Bless Australia and our Medicare System, we do indeed live in the “Lucky Country” (apologies to Donald Horne).
True to their word, my results were in the following day, “no Aneurysm detected, you have the all clear son”… “Thanks Doc”, I replied (clear aye… but for how long?). There are still a few outstanding answers, but that’s why we have Medical Specialists.
I feel there is more of the story to come, In the mean time, here are a few more shots of my head
It’s wierd to have images of the inside of your head, just to look at when ever you like… and as a Photographer, I am amazed at the whole process…
Awesome stuff.
by Robb Duncan
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