Once you’re files are ready to by preprocessed (Yes, there’s a word for the processing that takes place before the processing). They need to be aligned to a common image space.
Here’s my handy script:
Th N4BiasFieldCorrection command accounts for different intensities in the scan that result from bias in the signal as a result of their location in 3 dimensions (there are a lot more details but they’re beyond the scope of this post). The ResampleImage command ensures that all images have the same voxel spacing. As a whole, this script ensures that image spacing and intensity is as comparable as possible before any further processes that compare anatomical differences are used.
My last post was on how to obtain a representative sample to create a brain template. This post shows how to create the actual template. This step is fairly straightforward because most of the heavy lifting is already performed by antsMultivariateTemplateContstruction.sh . Here’s the entirety of the script so that you have an idea of how it all looks together. #!/bin/bash #SBATCH --time=75:00:00 #SBATCH --ntasks=1 #SBATCH --nodes=1 #SBATCH --mem-per-cpu=32768M #SBATCH -o /fslhome/username/logfiles/dataset/output_temp.txt #SBATCH -e /fslhome/username/logfiles/dataset/error_temp.txt #SBATCH -J "ucsdtemp" #SBATCH --mail-user=LongbranchPennywhistle@gmail.com #SBATCH --mail-type=BEGIN #SBATCH --mail-type=END #SBATCH --mail-type=FAIL export PBS_NODEFILE=`/fslapps/fslutils/generate_pbs_nodefile` export PBS_JOBID=$SLURM_JOB_ID export PBS_O_WORKDIR="$SLURM_SUBMIT_DIR" export PBS_QUEUE=batch export OMP_NUM_THREADS...
Recently we moved to Rochester New York and brought an entire tribe with us to help us move in (AKA my family and Lexi's family). We went to Niagara falls where Addie was scared of the water and Zoey tried to lick the water. We went to the beach where I fell asleep in the sand and my mom got algae stuck in her swimsuit. We picked fresh berries at a local farm where my brother in law Aaron and I ate a month's worth of blueberries. We went to the Sacred Grove and gave the where my dad and I suggested to the sister missionaries some improved names for their stories ("The Subterfuge"). We visited the Erie Canal where my mother in law serenaded us with her beautiful old-timey song. It was a truly magical time filled with visits to Boston Market and Dunkin' Donuts (did you know America runs on Dunkin'?!). But now we're back to reality and trying to get use to our new life here. Here are some things since that have happened since the tribe left: I laughed ...
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