Jan. 25, 2288 pt 3 [cleansing]
Cait sat down in the hideous chair as walked over to the terminal. I started the protocol hoping it would work as intended. It wasn't a pleasant procedure that followed. Cait screamed in pain as the needles went in her neck from both sides. It kept going and Cait was in great pain. I almost thought I was going to loose her and was close to abort the whole thing when it finally stopped. Cait got up and I asked her how she was feeling. “I feel different, everything is so clear. I had no idea I was so far gone,” she said. “I’m glad you're Ok Cait. My own addiction was not as bad as Cait’s and after some addictol I felt much better when the craving slowly left my body. Together we walked out of Vault 95 to a new day.
This....this is huge for some people. Some days are insurmountable. Give yourself credit for what you’ve come through.
Big Thanks to @a_doc_named_nicole for once again sparking my imagination and the screen grab. Give her a follow and see what I mean.