Not A Good Person

After more than 6 hours of waiting, after more than I had anticipated number of tests, I was bored, tired, hungry and close to acting the stupid clown that everyone would love to hate. This is me while waiting for the brain MRI moment. Because of the required dye that you might need to be injected into you after the first cycle of MRI, I could not fold my arms and where I was punched for the tap is one of the most painful areas to do.

I was just not a good person that day because of all the pain.