The other day I brought my dad to a medical appointment for an MRI. I was the one who took him into the room after removing all items that could be affected (including my glasses). The only things on me that were metallic are my belt buckle, the buttons in my jeans, and the key I had that locked away my belongings.
The machine they used was LOUD. I thought MRI scanners were supposed to be quiet. I am guessing that the periodic fluctuations of the magnets and their orientation rattles the case, the floor it immediately stands on, and the magnetic materials itself. I wished I was standing there with the techs in the room; instead I was sitting in a chair in the same room as my dad and the MRI machine.
The tests took about forty minutes because they forgot one test while my dad was dismounting from the machine. It was a strange experience because even with earplugs the sound was very loud. I would say it was louder than a rock concert. Which concert? Pick any one; I am willing to bet that the MRI machine was much louder.
All through this the "safe" key was dangling on my wrist. Not once did it sway towards the machine. I was disappointed because I thought I would at least feel a slight tug from my belt. Nothing happened. I am sure that if I had my Android phone it would have been wiped clean of everything.
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