A Work in Progress

Well, well, well, well, well.  I think 5 wells are enough.   I haven't blogged in over a year.  I am only here because facebook reminded me that my blogiversary was this week.   I even took the picture a day away from the blog and did it on Instagram in 2021.  HOW DISLOYAL! I spent this last year getting my feet wet in urgent care.  What a mixed bag of a career path.  Why not blog about all the crazy things I've seen?  I'm not sure.  One reason is I have a constant fear of HIPPA violations while working within my community.  Don't worry, I do have a list of funny things that have happened written down that I should entertain you with.   I would like to blog again as I've learned is that I need a creative outlet.  I need a stress relief.  I need a project.  I had (self diagnosed) depression earlier this winter as the covid positivity rate in my practice went from acceptable to probably 80-90% and I canceled all social activities and holidays.   How did I get my mojo

I am happy to report that I officially got my "C" last week.  PA-C that is, after stumbling through a five hour, life-changing exam.   A few weeks ago I was really feeling fine about it until my neighbor said "Oh you're test is soon?  Pretty cool as it's like the culmination of two years work right?"  I left the conversation wide-eyed thinking, yes, two years of work.  Although that isn't so accurate.  Really, it's been like three years of taking prerequisites, re-teaching myself chemistry, saving money, boosting my resume, applying, being rejected, applying again, waiting to start, then 26 months of studying and scraping by, moving twice, working all of the holidays, first days, feeling intimidated, scrubbing in, fitting in, moving on, conferences, studying, studying, studying.  As I walked away and all of this sank in, I started to panic, and panic studying gets me nowhere.   What did I do with the last few months?  Why did I re-watch stranger thin

Waiting for Mom

Sorry, it's either kayaking or cats this year.

Last look before packing begins.

Suffice to say it has been a weird period in PA school. We were pulled from clinical sites in the middle of March and it is possible we won't go back before graduation.  Second year is clinical only so there is little substitute to be had.  We have been doing some workshops and CME and case studies and the like, but it is a pale replacement to actual clinical experience.  Experience that I sorely miss not only because it was something to do, and a great learning experience, but I see the value in being able to practice as a student.  Potentially the next time I take on a patient it will be totally for real and my responsibility which is terrifying. I am glad to be a second year, as our first year students have had to finish out the semester online and take all of their mid terms and finals online.  UGH.  I am a very bad online learner, so that might have broken me.  School is doing everything they can to keep us on track and are very focused on getting us to graduation on time. 

PANCE BOOKED!

One more 50 degree day in May.

Box gift from our neighbors.