The trial included an MRI scan that meant I was fully enclosed in a claustrophobic tube for about two hours. The noise is the worst, like being inside the drum of a washing machine on spin mode. The distorted Adele pumped through my headphones didn't help and I spent the whole time investigating the meaning of life and the design of a single grey line inside the tube. You can't sleep because there are constant instructions to hold your breath to the very limits of your capability, while they scan every slice of your body.
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