I was mistaken on my condition. I had a CT scan not an MRI.  My doctor looked out and it and let me know that was normal for someone my age to have mild lumbar perforation. The problem I have was around the thoracic back area.  He ordered an MRI on my neck and back which I went through today. Two hours in a f*cking coffin that screams at you. I can't even fathom being buried alive. That two hours was hell. Guess what tomorrow morning I have a brain MRI. I can't wait! The worst part of it all I have no partner to hold my hand. It's a lonely hole I have entered and there is no way out. It's no one fault, but it doesn't change the fact it's hell.