Courage Unmasked

Lying supine, the technician uses my mask to bolt me to the treatment table. After he leaves the room, I feel alone, and at first, afraid. I see and hear the radiation machine move around me, but feel nothing. Minutes later, the door opens, and the mask is unbolted. This process is repeated almost daily for 2 months... After 2 weeks, the skin on my neck and inside my mouth becomes red, sore, and dry. My sense of taste changes, it becomes difficult to eat. By the end, the technician has become my trusted friend, I can not predict the future, but I feel less afraid, my Courage Unmasked.