My MRI was moved up to this morning from this afternoon. I just returned from a whirlwind trip to the Houston VA hospital, about 1 1/2 hours one way. I think that’s the third time I’ve had an MRI and this was by far the noisiest and loudest one yet. I can’t imagine how loud it would be without the puny foam earplugs Tyrone the Tech gave me. It was like I was trapped inside some sort telecommunications switching station — not just standing inside looking at the hardware — but rather reclining inside the switches and cable. And the sounds were turned up to maximum on volume. Really, really, loud, weird stuff. I hope that the MRI doesn’t find my head empty again. I hate when that happens.