I went for an MRI today and I couldn't do it. They don't know enough about what happens to someone with severe NMH/POTS when you make them lay on that kind of table. As it is, when I lay down, most of the time, my heart will start to race and it takes awhile for me to be okay. That kind of MRI table just had my heart racing so bad that I felt if I didn't make them stop immediately, I was going to get a heart attack from it. And this wasn't entirely a panic attack. The table is slightly tilted, so it was like the tilt table test. Then, on top of that, no one said anything to me prior about the hokey mask thing they put over your head. Between that and the confinement of being in so tight I really couldn't move my arms, there was no way. And then add the loud noise on top to someone who is sound sensitive. They tried ear plugs on me, the machine was just too loud even with them. To me, this was like a medieval torture device. So, I made them stop. I don't think I can even do an open one again. I just can't do any of them. And the thing is, I'm pretty sure she is right and I do have the pituitary tumor because I've suspected it for years. But I don't care if I die or whatever, I'm not doing this again. And I really believe if I hadn't stopped it, something was going to happen with my heart. You just know your own body. This was one of the worst experiences of my life. They really found the one thing I can't do.