So, I’m ma dude who knows how to fill a tube. As such, MRIs are the least favorite of all my claustrophobic triggers. Shields was good. The staff was exceedingly friendly, and minimized the pain the giant needles they stuck into my hips caused. They brought me water between MRI series, didn’t mock my fear of being squeezed into tubes smaller around than I am, and gave me a disc of my images before I left. SiriusXMU available on barely audible headphones during scans. Minus one star for relentless Tedy Bruschi assault.