When I arrived at Sunderland Royal x-ray department, the radiologist said he needed me in the machine for an hour, the first thing I said was I better have a wee, well that was the least of my worries.I changed into a gown, went into a room and lay on what looked like a conveyor belt. The technicians made me comfortable ,put on the headphones and I chose the music. I was asked to keep my hands to my side and a buzzer was placed into my right hand. I was given lots of instructions, then the belt took me into the tunnel. All sorts was going through my mind, I was looking for an escape route ,even though I was asked to keep still, I felt as if my nose was nearly touching the top of the tunnel and the music was getting on my nerves . I broke out into a cold sweat and after just five minutes I pressed the buzzer. My Bipolar made me feel a complete failure, I felt awful, I also thought I let the x-ray team down. They said it happened quite a lot,but some how that didn't make me feel better. The technicians took me into another room to calm down. A few minutes went by and one of the technicians came to see how I was, she said there was a bigger machine coming available soon ,would I like to look at it. Well the next thing I knew, I was in the tunnel and doing my hour, I didn't go for music this time. I was thankful I didn't go home with a cloud over my head. Well done x-ray team. Results come later.