MRI Results – No, Not Those!

by karenulijohn

I have always maintained that Harvey only listens with half an ear and then, only to half of what is being said.  That means that he actually only processes and acts upon one-eighth of the information.  A perfect example presented itself at the MRI office.  Upon our arrival, he was told to take everything off from the waist up, remove all metal objects from his pockets, and put on the ubiquitous green gown.  As he disappeared into the changing room, I went down the hall to a small grouping of chairs and waited for him.  Moments later, he came striding down the hall in his bare feet, and by the drape of the gown, I knew that he had removed all of his clothes, except for his “skivvies.”  In a gentle voice, I asked him why he had taken all of his clothes off.  He said the nurse had told him to take everything off.  I pointed out that she had told him “everything from the waist up.”  At that moment, the nurse poked her head out into the hall to call him into the treatment room, and he asked her to repeat her instructions.  Of course, she said “everything from the waist up.”  He shrugged his shoulders, loped up the hall, and back into the changing room.  When he returned, he was carrying his shirt, shoes, and socks, book, glasses, et al, and deposited everything into my lap.  I could only assume that this was my punishment for being rrrrrright!

On Tuesday, we went by his bank to withdraw some funds, and the ATM would not accept his debit card.  After several tries, he went into the bank.  The teller made a few more attempts, deemed it unusable and issued him a replacement card.  He then tried to use one of his credit cards at the gas station with the same result.  You have probably guessed by now what had happened.  It turns out that his wallet, which contained his ATM and credit cards, was in his hip pocket during the MRI and the magnetic strip on the back of each was corrupted.  In fairness to Harvey, no one had mentioned that the magnetic resonance might negatively affect his credit cards.  When we got home, he contacted the credit card companies and they have issued replacements. I never thought of using an MRI machine to disable credit cards in order to limit spending.  That seems a bit extreme!

In the whole scheme of things, a few phone calls is not too high a price to pay. We are so lucky to be living in an area where access to the most cutting edge diagnostic test equipment is so readily available.  We continue to enjoy our lives together, including each other’s foibles.  Life is good!