My doctor sent me over to Premier Radiology and, when we got there, before nine, it was already packed. I was concerned that I’d involved the Butcher in something that was going to take all day, but once they called my name, it went like this:
I took my bra off, laid down on the thing, got my IV, laid in a sunny donut, held my breath twice, suddenly felt like I peed myself (luckily, I was warned about that), held my breath again, and was all done. I was done by 9:36.
I told my technician about my concern that I might have a fetal twin in my lung and she said not to worry–that in women, fetal twins are almost always in your ovaries.
I’m going to the doctor at three, so, hopefully, we’ll have some answers then.