An update....
Ok, so I'm pretty sure no one ever reads my blog anymore because I haven't received a comment in ages. I realize this is my own fault for being so inconsistent, but believe me, blogging is something I direly miss. I just don't have time! But, with a summer full of clinicals, I should have more time to indulge on the complicated corners of life and hope to regain faithful readers.
I did just get back to school from a short break following the conclusion of Spring Semester. I can happily report that I made Dean's List and was very happy with my end of semester performances on tests and practicals. I'm also now a 2nd year PT student, and I'm officially halfway done with the actual coursework. Word on the street is that the second year is fairly grueling, but I don't doubt my success in my future classes. I don't necessarily look forward to them either, but I'm sure that the sense of accomplishment will be well worth the hard work in the long run.
I started multiple blogs during my past couple of weeks off, but I can't find anything worth talking about. I've reached a point in my graduate school education where I've forgotten how to make real conversation. Going out with my classmates consists of conversations about who fell asleep in class, special tests for the knee/hip/ankle/shoulder/elbow/wrist, who in their family was most recently injured so that we would have real life patients to play with (my brother has both a snapping hip and patellofemoral knee pain, so I was pretty excited in a nerdy way), and let's not forget how much we love to bitch about our program! In our defense, I think that we've learned so much stuff that we're just dying to be able to apply our newfound knowledge. We'll have an opportunity to take a dip in the "real world" this summer when we go on our first clinical rotation, and I know I'm excited to exit the PT realm for a little while to hopefully converse about other, more important things. I also hope that I'll find new topics to blog about, so keep your seats, I might actually have something up here soon that you'll want to read.
The only thing that I really have to talk about right now (that's unrelated to PT of course) is my realization that I have got to be the most impatient person on the face of the earth! Enon, of course, is the primary victim of this. I often wonder if my growing impatience stems from qualms I have with my relationship. Enon and I don't really have separate lives right now. We go to school, we come home, we nap, we eat dinner, and then we study. Obviously, the future of our relationship lies in our success of getting through PT school, thus making all PT related things our ultimate priority. What we do together works for PT school - we both made Dean's list this semester with 3 A's and a B. I just don't know if it works for our relationship all the time. I love spending time with him, but I feel like we need more breaks from each other too. But when you have to study all the time in order to be successful, where is the break??
I pray this summer will give us the space we need so that I can regain the patience I've lost, but I hope that the stress of a long-distance relationship doesn't take its toll altogether. I've been making a valiant effort to consciously make the decision to be patient, but I'm still working on that. And in my defense, I get my impatience honestly. If you know my mother, you'll understand that the apple didn't fall far from the tree. Please pray for me guys, that I might figure out how to take control over this issue. I love you all, and I promise to be back much, much sooner!
“Patience and perseverance have a magical effect before which difficulties disappear and obstacles vanish.” ~John Quincy Adams
I did just get back to school from a short break following the conclusion of Spring Semester. I can happily report that I made Dean's List and was very happy with my end of semester performances on tests and practicals. I'm also now a 2nd year PT student, and I'm officially halfway done with the actual coursework. Word on the street is that the second year is fairly grueling, but I don't doubt my success in my future classes. I don't necessarily look forward to them either, but I'm sure that the sense of accomplishment will be well worth the hard work in the long run.
I started multiple blogs during my past couple of weeks off, but I can't find anything worth talking about. I've reached a point in my graduate school education where I've forgotten how to make real conversation. Going out with my classmates consists of conversations about who fell asleep in class, special tests for the knee/hip/ankle/shoulder/elbow/wrist, who in their family was most recently injured so that we would have real life patients to play with (my brother has both a snapping hip and patellofemoral knee pain, so I was pretty excited in a nerdy way), and let's not forget how much we love to bitch about our program! In our defense, I think that we've learned so much stuff that we're just dying to be able to apply our newfound knowledge. We'll have an opportunity to take a dip in the "real world" this summer when we go on our first clinical rotation, and I know I'm excited to exit the PT realm for a little while to hopefully converse about other, more important things. I also hope that I'll find new topics to blog about, so keep your seats, I might actually have something up here soon that you'll want to read.
The only thing that I really have to talk about right now (that's unrelated to PT of course) is my realization that I have got to be the most impatient person on the face of the earth! Enon, of course, is the primary victim of this. I often wonder if my growing impatience stems from qualms I have with my relationship. Enon and I don't really have separate lives right now. We go to school, we come home, we nap, we eat dinner, and then we study. Obviously, the future of our relationship lies in our success of getting through PT school, thus making all PT related things our ultimate priority. What we do together works for PT school - we both made Dean's list this semester with 3 A's and a B. I just don't know if it works for our relationship all the time. I love spending time with him, but I feel like we need more breaks from each other too. But when you have to study all the time in order to be successful, where is the break??
I pray this summer will give us the space we need so that I can regain the patience I've lost, but I hope that the stress of a long-distance relationship doesn't take its toll altogether. I've been making a valiant effort to consciously make the decision to be patient, but I'm still working on that. And in my defense, I get my impatience honestly. If you know my mother, you'll understand that the apple didn't fall far from the tree. Please pray for me guys, that I might figure out how to take control over this issue. I love you all, and I promise to be back much, much sooner!