Hello... is anyone there?

Today was not so good in the radiation room. The computer broke down and had to be rebooted so I was in there, under The Mask, for almost 45 minutes. I was laying there and nothing was happening and nothing was happening and nothing was happening, then I heard one of the girl's voice over the intercom telling me they had to reboot the computer and I'm doing a great job. Great job, indeed. Only it started out bad in the first place for some reason... The Mask was feeling tight today and for some reason I was on edge from the get go.

After hearing her voice, I expected the machines to start moving soon, so when they didn't, and I was just laying there in the room with nothing happening I started to panic slightly. I would relax, breath deeply, and then kind of feel spazzy, and repeat... and eventually started to think they might have forgotten about me. Rationally I knew that was very, very unlikely, but like I told them later, when they finally did extract me from The Mask, your head starts to mess with you under that thing. I started to wonder how I could rip The Mask off, or at least start flailing my arms and legs and scream bloody murder.

Oh, and who did I see as I was walking back to the room?... my radiologist! So, I guess I have to believe my sister now.