She had done four PET scans by then and she knew the whole thing: the cannula, the injection, the hour in the dark room with nothing to do, the twenty minutes in the machine with your arms above your head, the radiographer's careful, kind, utterly uninformative face afterwards.
The hour in the dark room was, as always, the worst part.
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