Two words: I'm done!
It won't make any difference to how I feel for a couple of weeks, but I can sleep in tomorrow, remove the EZ-Pass from my purse, take first aid supplies off the perpetual shopping list, and maybe start to get my life back. One chapter closes; another begins.
I thought they didn't want to let me go, this morning. I think Dr. Murphy took over my case on the last day. The bed set-up was wrong to start with; we righted that after a while, and then one of the computers on my unit froze up halfway through my treatment. Without the technicians' ability to control the accelerator, I was left in motionless limbo until the reboot was done and we could finish my zappage. But, in the end, all was well, and they set me free.
Now, I get to look forward to Boobylicious and many left-handed hugs tomorrow.
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