MRI Reminds Me of Heavenly Squished Hell and Hold the Scratch

The MRI was the most terrifying "ride" to be in. I kept thinking about being inside, head comfy yet hard against the machine, ear buds pushing in from the loudness of the machine. I'm claustrophobic and I felt the fear of not breathing feed my stomach from the inside out. I asked the doctor after how many people died in here. She laughed unafraid and said no one has died. I believe instantly. I have my experience and if it was not for God, I wouldn't be telling you this. Pray. Be devious. The devil is in there and so is God. Breath carefully and think about the time starting and almost being done constantly. Fear got me a new phone. Literally, I just changed my number.