Monday, March 12, 2007

This is why I love my job.

After transporting a patient to OT...

Patient: I wanted to tell you earlier when you were in front of me.. You have the cutest little hiney.

Patti: .... thanks. Little? I think it's big!

Patient: Oh no! You're very proportional!


AHAHAHAHAHA. Pain killers will make people say anything, I swear. :)


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While chatting with a patient who was laying on a mat...

Patti: My dad retired from the Army.

Patient: What does he do now?

Patti: He drives for a company.

Patient: Oh he died?! God rest his soul.

Patti: No no... not died.. he DRIVES.

Patient: Oh god rest his soul.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Arriving at one point is the starting point to another.

I DID IT!!! I GOT INTO GRADUATE SCHOOL!!! I'M GOING TO BE AN OCCUPATIONAL THERAPIST!!!

I wish I could put into words how I feel right now... but it's just impossible. I feel like suddenly everything is falling into place and I just feel SO GOOD! Woo! I've worked so hard for this for so long, and now it's in my hands. I know my journey has only begun and I have an incredible amount of things to learn... but to know that soon I will be helping people who've had strokes or other injuries become independent again is such an empowering feeling. I want to be the best therapist possible and I am so blessed that I have people in my life who are guiding me in the right direction.

Yes, I took a picture of my acceptance letter... because I AM that cool. ;)
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Today was such an emotional day!!! I actually cried when I found out that I got into school. I never cry! But it felt so good! I feel like I can breathe again, as crazy as that sounds... I was sweatin' it for a while! :)

I'm going to OT school!

"When you discover your mission, you will feel its demand. It will fill you with enthusiasm and a burning desire to get to work on it" ~ W. Clement Stone.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Sitting, waiting, wishing...

Patti calling her 8-year-old sister to see if "The Letter" came:


Patti: Laurel, did I get any mail?
Laurel: Yep!
Patti: Are the envelopes big or small?
Laurel: Really big!
Patti: YES! Who's it from???
Laurel: Ummmm... The inter...nal... rev...a..new... serv...ice.


Ugh. Still no letters, but at least my tax return came. ;)