How my appointment went…not great. Well, no. Actually, there was no confrontation (score!), but I sadly realized that just the presence of Brian sitting there, seemed to make a world of difference. 878 more words
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Tonight is the last night I spend in unit 417, exactly the way I entered, on the floor, with no furniture. Just like nobility.
My anxiety kicked in on a high note at about 1:27 pm, and then I shifted from extremes of “everything is going to be great” to panicking and then resetting. 201 more words
It’s official: we’ve passed the exact half-way mark of our three-year journey to becoming Doctors of Physical Therapy. Well hot damn :) I’d say it’s all downhill from here, but we still have a year of working as free labor in the clinics after the spring semester, while still paying tuition (#carepackagesarewelcomemom). 995 more words