Published on Sunday, July 15, 2012 by Katherine Two weeks of pain.  Time for an MRI, ya think?  My very first.  I don’t have a lot of those left! Three different people from the hospital three different times asked, “Are you claustrophobic? “  Perhaps I should have gotten the hint? I arrived at 7:15 a.m., did the paperwork, had to listen to the stories of the many sexual escapades in the Olympic Village...