I've been all afternoon connected to various measurement equipment, from EEG
to devices which names I can not pronounce. I've spent over one claustrophobic hour in a coffin like tube
; we had to do an almost half an hour long test three times because honestly I panicked two first times and the doctor had to abort the scan. Then I got a blindfold and some music which helped me through.
According to Angie, it would be a miracle if they found anything else than an empty space in my head, but let's see
. Tomorrow morning back to hospital and laboratory.
Life, although a bit difficult at the moment, is still good, Angie more beautiful than ever before, and Mac OSX still sux.