I’ve been in a Calorimeter (20 boring minutes of plastic hood over head and no talking) to check my resting breathing
levels, and I’ve had three MRI scans – body fat, lower left leg, and liver – whilst listening
to Adele’s 21 album.
Next up – the excavations. Biopsies of adipose fat and
muscle tissue – and they keep asking me if I’m happy to have them done. I keep
telling them that ‘happy’ is not really the word I would use!
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