Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Not about Wikipedia, part II
The high-tech examination was itself fairly uneventful. First I had to swap my pants for a pair of pyjama bottoms (the metal in the zipper might have a bad interaction with the magnetic imagining hardware). Then I was inserted head-first into the device as far as my knees, and had to remain perfectly still while the machine made semi-rhythmic squeals and percussions. The noise
reminded me of a Steve Reich composition with the occasional change in tone; I perceived that the sounds mostly followed 4/4 time -- except for one image when it followed 7/8 time.
Then Yvette drove me home. The technologist (not a technician, but she wasn't clear how those titles differed) told me that my doctor would have the results in a couple of days.