Before my MRI next week, a simple online check-in turned into a bizarre quiz about my private life, sprinkled with the usual sarcoidosis-related precautions—but what came next left me blinking at the screen and wondering who exactly was getting scanned here. Let’s just say the questions took a turn I did not see coming.
When A Hospital Check-In Feels Like an Interrogation: A Chef, an MRI, and Too Many Personal Questions
Tate Basildon 