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Soooooo tired...
Doing races on stools around the gym against an 8 year old really wears you out!
I love thursdays. I'm not at school, just my internship all day, and in the afternoons I get to do aquatic therapy in the pool with lots of fun patients. Just today we had a 70 year old male that had a stroke 3 months ago, had no luck in conventional therapy, who lit up when he was in the water and did tons of exercises he had never done in treatment, all because some part of his memory triggered to when he was a swimmer. How awesome.
AND I did SOOOO good with my patient today. His treatment is completely in my hands, and it's going really well.
yay!
I should be in my stupid ass Human Growth and Development class right now. Instead I'm across the hall in the library computer lab. I thought posting here and checking to see if the Big Giant Heads at the Ren Faire left me my fate in the form of an email instead of sitting there trying not to scream would be more productive. That instructor's voice gets under my skin and does a little dance. Plus the discussions are never on what we're supposed to be learning. He likes to talk about everything that makes this world so horrible........everything I'm doing my best to ignore and chug along towards my goal with the blinders up. Honestly, if I start thinking about everything, I freak out and can't concentrate on anything. I get so scared sometimes that I can't even move.
Well, guess I should get back there.
I'd hate to miss the current discussion about biological warfare. yipee.
Doing races on stools around the gym against an 8 year old really wears you out!
I love thursdays. I'm not at school, just my internship all day, and in the afternoons I get to do aquatic therapy in the pool with lots of fun patients. Just today we had a 70 year old male that had a stroke 3 months ago, had no luck in conventional therapy, who lit up when he was in the water and did tons of exercises he had never done in treatment, all because some part of his memory triggered to when he was a swimmer. How awesome.
AND I did SOOOO good with my patient today. His treatment is completely in my hands, and it's going really well.
yay!
I should be in my stupid ass Human Growth and Development class right now. Instead I'm across the hall in the library computer lab. I thought posting here and checking to see if the Big Giant Heads at the Ren Faire left me my fate in the form of an email instead of sitting there trying not to scream would be more productive. That instructor's voice gets under my skin and does a little dance. Plus the discussions are never on what we're supposed to be learning. He likes to talk about everything that makes this world so horrible........everything I'm doing my best to ignore and chug along towards my goal with the blinders up. Honestly, if I start thinking about everything, I freak out and can't concentrate on anything. I get so scared sometimes that I can't even move.
Well, guess I should get back there.
I'd hate to miss the current discussion about biological warfare. yipee.