We are on the high-speed rail into the depths of physical therapy. Somehow between the beginning of May until now it seems each minute shortened, the number of days per week reduced, and the amount of material to memorize heightened. Not going to lie, I’m finding it tough. While anatomy and physiology are still in progress, we welcomed goniometry, human motor development, more practice at developing our professionalism and a taste of orthopedics into our lives. Although difficult and demanding, this is great material. I’m a big fan of orthopedics. Time will tell if that’s the direction I will take my skill upon graduating but if feelings don’t change, I think I’ll be just fine with that.
Throughout this past month, we were exposed to different aspects of physical therapy. One morning was spent with babies observing their motor behavior (the 6-week old my group had was adorable!). We also had experiences visiting a physical therapy session whether at the school, in the home, or at an outpatient clinic. I found this experience really fun. To be honest, this is just a fun profession. There are not many careers that you get to be one-on-one with someone listening, conversing, sharing your knowledge and benefiting their life directly. How cool is that. But we are not quite at the end yet…or for awhile.
In regards to the books, we finished midterms just last week and for the first time in a while I gave myself a full two days off from looking at any sort of DPT material. As classmates we go through highs and lows together and it is sure a treat when we can just kick back and enjoy being together relaxing by a pool in the hot NC sun, picnicking at Lake Mackintosh, exploring the ocean, or hitting the city life in downtown Raleigh. All in all life has been great. Stressful at times but there is always someone to snap you out of it and remind you of the purpose behind those long days.
Coming this week our placements for our first clinical will be established. The clinical sites are all throughout North Carolina and some sporadically throughout the nation. Most of them are places I’ve never been or even heard of. Being placed at a clinical site has proven to be a task in which trust is demanded. My strategy has been to just throw up my hands and realize that everything will be OK no matter where I end up. Past life experiences have proven so; why not just trust that this time around it will be too. The first clinical isn’t until January 2014 so until then, I will be in the books trying to stretch out the minutes, slow down the days and just enjoy the ride.