Aaaand ... we're done

That's it. Treatment is finished. We're done.

The last session was quite the event. In the waiting room, I was approached by a patient I'd seen a few times — she's memorable because she puts on a bright blue silk robe while waiting for treatment, rather than the sad hospital gown that everyone else wears — who gave me a canister of Republic of Tea Get Wellness blend because she's doing this 29 Gifts challenge.

She didn't realize it was my last day; it was just coincidence that I was her recipient today.

And then I went to be strapped to the table for the last time, and listened to the Pixies, and at the end Liz came in wearing a graduation mortar, and she and Sid presented me with a certificate and a pin. Plus I got to keep my mask.



I had a great team of technicians: young and cheerful and spirited. It was always fun to be in the room with them.

Celebration time? The gift-giving woman said she was going to do vodka shots after her last session. That doesn't work for me: my mouth is too banged up to handle alcohol at the moment. But I'm looking forward to some quiet recuperation, healing, and getting my tastebuds back.

And then all bets are off.