I don’t know how you spent your Monday morning, but I spent mine in a giant tube while people in white coats stuck needles in me. It’s fine, it’s okay, and you’re not to worry. It’s not my first rodeo. It is in fact my 12th or 13th – MRI, that is. I’ve never been to a rodeo. It’s also my third brush with cancer, which makes me as much of an expert as a non-medical person can be. I thought I would take you with me on this particular journey, especially seeing as how it will almost certainly end well.