My time was moved up to 9:30 am, allowed me time to have breakfast and some tea, so I was much less cranky than yesterday. The RAs are very friendly, I found it too much on day 2, but appreciate their cheeriness today. I mean you have to be a cockeyed optimist to handle the job. We're all cranky and sick, really sick.
So far, I think the worst of it is the positioning before the zapping. Laying motionless (they tell you not to help) while three people push and pull you makes you feel like a lump of dough.
Oh, and today they started piping christmas music into the antichamber. Total drag. I tried counting to 100 in french to make the treatment time pass, but I got stuck at 70.
I have to work out a routine to get through it. What I'll wear, what reading material I'll bring-- the magazines in the ladies waiting room are lame and I've already flipped through all of them. Weather, should i use my ipod for the 15 minutes of treatment that I can't move.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment