And so I got through my oral comprehensives, and taken my Praxis, and basically have fulfilled all requirements for graduate school. :)

I have time on my hands now ... and I really haven't got a clue what to do with them.

 

I will be going back to HOME home for a while. Weird.

I have been wondering this for a while ... really ... where is exactly home?

Kinda neither here nor there.

In a place where I don't have family, I actually do have a family.

In a place where I have a family, we seemed rather distant.

Gosh, I don't even know where my heart lingers.

 

Or maybe there isn't an answer to this question, a solution to this puzzle?

 

 

It has been a weird week. And it will all be sorta set in stone on Monday.

I know I can overcome my fear of speaking and explaining and justifying treatment approaches in front of rather distinguished faculty members, and pulling information out like a computer retrieving its data in front of them.

I need to remain cool-headed, clear headed, and confident. 

 

ARGH!!!!!! I am feeling the moths in my stomach for the past few days .... and these moths are gonna be around for another few more days.

 

Do say a little prayer for me, do let me borrow some of your good luck especially on Monday. 

 

It isn't all satisfaction, happy-go-lucky days for me this week.

I guess, part of the profession is to deliver not too good news to patients and family members, and working with patients who don't have too much longer to live.

Just this week alone, I have a patient who passed on. He seemed like a jolly good ol' man who tries to maintain some optimism despite the pain he was undergoing.

I met another young patient, barely 25, who has about 2 weeks to live.  The patient will live behind a young child.  I bet she is wondering in her mind what is gonna happen to the child, the uncertainties that lay ahead -- not so much for her, but for her child's future.

And we had to tell an old man, who was looking forward to be eating and who was so sure that he was gonna make it through the modified barium swallow study, that he didn't really quite make it all the way, that it was unsafe for him to be eating because he didn't even feel that food was hanging in there.  He wasn't too happy about it, not really angry, but disappointed.  I could see his eyes were welling up with tears.  It breaks my heart. 

 

Maybe this coming week will be a better week....  for me, for everyone!

 

 

 

People say "three tries and its a charm" ...

I wonder.

So, I have had an rather eventful week. I didn't really break any law, cause any bodily or emotional hurt/damage to anyone. Basically, it is just hurting my own pocketbook :( AND they all have to do with my car.

Maybe after these 3 different isolated incidents concerning my car, my luck will change for the better?

I certainly hope so. :)

Keeping my fingers crossed, and saying a little prayer that such troubles will never makes an appearance in your life.

Have a great Sunday.

I am gonna be moving after many years of staying put. It is gonna be temporary, but still ... it is a weird kinda thought.

It will be an interesting experience. :)

That's all I have to say.

Have a great Friday evening.

 

I did! I passed my written comprehensives exams.

And I am scheduled for my oral comprehensives in about a week's time.
I am a little anxious. I don't know how I would react when sitting alone, in front of the committee, trying to answers speech-pathology related questions.

I guess, I just have to pretend they are all the doctors and family members that I see with my patients. 

Ooooooh ... ah ah ... :)

 

Oh well ..... I made it through the first round, I will make it through the second.