My entire body is bombarded with magnetic fields and radio waves, like a thousand little spiders crawling all over my body. The sound it produces as it switch field gradients goes from boom-booom-booom to ratatatat to klang-klang-klang-klang every 5 minutes. It is deafening and maddening. My iPod is plugged outside on the same computer the medical stuff is using to process the MRI images. I can hear Jonsi’ singing in my ears amidst all this. I can make out Kjarri’s hynotic piano and Amiina’s beautiful strings from the staticky headphone I’m wearing. I play the music in my head to make it more clearer, to further drown the noise the machine is making. I’ve listen to my playlist Héima numerous times, that I know every bit of it. Sigur Rós, the artist I’m listening to is making my MRI session a bit more pleasant even though in truth, its one of the most torturous, claustrophobic thing I’ve ever experienced. This is currently, my third one.
My first one was in 1996, I was 15 years old. My second one was in 2012. The first time, I had to do-over thrice since I couldn’t help not falling asleep even though they let me listen to a radio tuned it to a local station thru a headphone. Inside, you are not allowed to move or twitch. The mirror glass helps with easing your mind off the idea that you are enclosed inside a small tunnel, giving you a view of your body and the medical staff on the other side of the room. My second one was the worst, the hospital didn’t have a way of providing you with music or even a way to take off your mind from the booming sound. I had to listen to the clicking, banging and beeping. I thought it wasn’t normal, I thought I was losing my mind. I tried to recall my first session and I didn’t remember how unpleasant it was. I panicked so they had to do the imaging all over again. I had to stay in the room for more than an hour. By the time it was over, I was exhausted.
My iPhone can also play music and more, but I brought the iPod since it can do one thing. That is to play my music. I don't want any interruption from my phone or from the staff trying to unlock it just in case the music stopped and they had to keep it playing. The iPhone as much as it can do a lot of things more than my iPod, won't be the perfect device in that given situation. It has my confidential/sensitive information that is not appropriate for anyone to see. The iPod may be old but it still has its purpose, but the MRI as old as it is, needed change for the better. I hope that in my fourth session I don't need to be confined inside a claustrophobic tunnel and hopefully it will just take 5 minutes. Maybe in my next session, I won't be needing my iPod anymore.