Doctor Say What?!!

Yesterday I got a call from a wonderful lady who labeled herself as my "patient advocate" and "case manager." I like to call her my "guardian angel." She was outraged that I wasn't sent to a specialist so she booked me an appointment with an orthopedist later that afternoon. Just like that.

She has promised to help me with all my workers comp paperwork due to my drug induced state and the fact that my right arm is sometimes numb and when I do write with it, the handwriting is NOT my own. Very weird.

So Dan shuttled me to the doctors office AGAIN and filled out another stack of paperwork and held it up to my face to sign because I cannot look anywhere but straight ahead. More Xrays and tests. We waited. Then the doctor came in and told me he wants me to go for an MRI because he thinks I've herniated or ruptured my cervical discs.
EXCUSE ME?!!! An MRI??!!!
I immediately burst into tears. see below

Let's review what happend the last time I went for an MRI shall we?

After a breif moment of hysteria, the doctor agreed to let me get an Open Air MRI. Not sure what that entails but I have my new best friends I can take before I go.

He gave me TWO more perscriptions and asked to see me back on Tuesday. I told him I was planning on flying to vegas for my yearly girls vacation. He told me I was not. I asked him for a neck brace. He said NO. I asked him for a back brace. He said NO.
EXCUSE ME?!!! No VEGAS??!!!
Worst news ever. Flights Cancelled. Resort Cancelled. Bags unpacked. It's just me, my neck log, appointments, MRIs, and drugs this weekend. Awesome. Stupid Zipline. I'm gonna go watch bride wars now.