I just had my head examined

Seriously. On Tuesday, I went in to meet with the Director of Neurological Sciences at Breckenridge Hospital. She's head of The Missy Project, a nonprofit dedicated to detecting Brain Aneurysm Disease through early screening.  Seeing as how I lost my mother and nearly lost my aunt (my mom's sister) to brain aneurysms, I more than qualified. Researchers just don't know if there truly is a genetic link. They aren't sure if patients, once screened, need to be screened again in subsequent years. Early detection could save lives. Brain Aneurysms are so often misdiagnosed it's scary. My mother's was. Her primary care physician thought she had a stomach bug and sent her home on anti-nausea medication. But I digress.... 

So, I went in to meet with the Director on Tuesday afternoon thinking it was just sort-of a 'meet and greet' to tell me more about the project. Before I knew it, I was signing medical release papers and being whisked downstairs to have a cerebral Magnetic Resonance Angiogram (MRA) performed. This test is like an MRI, but it takes a closer look at the blood vessels in the head. I was actually admitted to the hospital, given a gown and had a bracelet put on. My brain was whizzing at this point (no pun intended), but went along with it because doing all this now meant that I actually didn't have to come back and drag this thing out.  I closed my eyes during the incredibly noisy test and thought to myself, "At least I'm not listening to my kids whine..."

And then it was over. I'll know the results for better or worse in 2 weeks, but I'm not super concerned about the results. After all, knowledge is power.