Around a month ago, my specialist told me to have a small bowel MRI. I assumed I'd rock up to the hospital, jump in the MRI scanner and be done in no time, I was so wrong.
First the nurse put a canular in my arm (so they could inject Buscopan and the contrast agent during the scan), she then shoved a tube down my throat into my stomach.
A doctor then stuck a wire down the tube in my throat to position it in my small bowel. This was a particularly nasty feeling and I couldn't stop gagging/throwing up.
As I lay in the machine for 45 minutes, they pumped 1.5 litres of liquid into my bowel via the tube in my throat. The liquid passing through body was a weird sensation and by the end of it, I felt like exploding.
After the scan, I jumped in my car to drive home, when the liquid in my bowel decided it needed to come out. I stopped at 5 petrol stations and 1 shopping centre on the way home (it took me 1.5 hours for what is usually a 15 minute drive).
I rang my specialist that afternoon and told him that in the future, it's a good idea to brief his patients on what to expect.
Not the best day I've had and definitely glad it's over. (If I was flaring as bad as I was last week, there is no way I could have handled that whole ordeal)
Anyone else experienced this before?
First the nurse put a canular in my arm (so they could inject Buscopan and the contrast agent during the scan), she then shoved a tube down my throat into my stomach.
A doctor then stuck a wire down the tube in my throat to position it in my small bowel. This was a particularly nasty feeling and I couldn't stop gagging/throwing up.
As I lay in the machine for 45 minutes, they pumped 1.5 litres of liquid into my bowel via the tube in my throat. The liquid passing through body was a weird sensation and by the end of it, I felt like exploding.
After the scan, I jumped in my car to drive home, when the liquid in my bowel decided it needed to come out. I stopped at 5 petrol stations and 1 shopping centre on the way home (it took me 1.5 hours for what is usually a 15 minute drive).
I rang my specialist that afternoon and told him that in the future, it's a good idea to brief his patients on what to expect.
Not the best day I've had and definitely glad it's over. (If I was flaring as bad as I was last week, there is no way I could have handled that whole ordeal)
Anyone else experienced this before?