Day 9 of 25

Back to treatment after the long Xmas weekend. My hubby Ned took me this morning and here's a pix of him in the outer waiting room. By the time I returned to the room, it was packed with family and friends listening to their Ipods and flipping through old Us Weeklys. They have a coffee and water machine. Very classy for this HMO. I appreciate it. I suppose this facility has a kick-ass office manager who decorates and tries to keep the place calm. It even had a small "Zen Garden" accessible from the outer waiting room. Although I've never seen anyone sitting in it. The inner ladies waiting room was pretty crowded and a few women were bonding and exchanging contact information. One woman had mistakenly arrived an hour and a half early for treatment, ugh. I felt for her. All the staff stocking were still hung in the halls-- filled with candy I was told. I was thinking today about wearing my Ipod through the positioning and zapping. For all of this my arms are secured up over my head and I hold onto a soft donut to keep them there. I continued to try to count to 100 in french during the treatment -- but the creepy hi tech noises the LINAC makes make me lose my place. I need a new mental exercise to relax me. Any suggestions?