I have my final ECT treatment coming up on Wednesday week. I’m looking forward to it being the last of my treatments, as it will mean the last time my memory is wiped clean. I might finally be able to hold on to memories and create new ones without them disappearing under general anesthetic, because that’s what’s been happening the last month or so. After one treatment, I actually lost two entire days of memories.  I remember coming home Friday after ECT and the next time I had any awareness was when I woke up Sunday morning. I have no idea where Saturday went, but my mum tells me I ordered pizza and generally walked around like a zombie. So it’s safe to say,…