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in a hurry…

On Monday, my OT intern from the USC Master’s Program arrived. Being so used to my autonomous day, it was an interesting perspective having someone follow me around all day. I realized a few things…

  1. My work day is extremely hectic and fast-paced.
  2. I’m often too busy to stop by the restroom to pee.
  3. I don’t usually talk much unless I have to.
  4. I walk really fast.

Now with a student by my side, I have to talk all day explaining what I’m doing, why I’m doing it, and asking “quizzy” questions to her. Sometimes when there’s dead time, I will usually sit down at my desk, check email, finish paperwork, and take care of other adminstrative things. Now I have to worry about whether the student has enough to occupy her time and if I should be “meeting” with her to answer questions or teach her something.

One more thing that I realized was that I often fail to take a real lunch hour. I don’t have a set lunchtime and eat lunch when I have spare moments in my day while I continue working between bites. Now that she’s around, I need to make sure that she has at least a half hour to eat and rest.

Speaking of lunch…just last Wednesday, I was in such a hurry to get through my lunch that I bit the inside of my lower lip. Owie! I guess in my shark-like frenzy of chewing and managing the food in my mouth, one of my canines crunched into my lip. It hurt so bad that I winced in pain and it brought a small tear to my eye. It’s now Tuesday evening and my lip still hurts.

Moonlighting

My first real OT job was at PTN and somehow I can’t seem to shake them. It’s been almost 2 years since I officially left and they seem to keep reeling me back in. Just last month I did some moonlighting and accrued about 12 hours doing two assessments for my boss. I’m also running Camp again for the 4th summer in a row, which will bring in August income. Since I’m off this week, I thought I’d log some hours in Torrance and carpooled with my old Irvine carpool friend just like old times. It’s so nice to go back once in a while. Since I started Irvine, I’ve been lacking the constant mentorship and support that I was so accustomed to. Whenever I go back I get refueled and bombarded with a new outlook on my at-the-moment crummy job. I guess it’s good to know that I’ll always have a job to fall back on if I decide that IUSD is not for me.

On a side note…I still got home in time to get in a 3-miler with the dog. I feel like I’m getting my legs back and the dog is doing rather well himself. I also convinced the brother to sign up for the 5K that Jes and I are running in May. Hopefully training for it will be a good distraction and outlet for him. We may try some surfing lessons together too…maybe.

so tired…

Since I no longer have access to Blogger at work, I thought I’d try the e-mail feature.

Anyway, we went for a short 3-mile run yesterday and nearly died…not really…but I felt pretty crappy. From the very start it was like running with 20 extra pounds on my legs and I got lightheaded at 2.3 miles that I had to just walk home. Boo…perhaps the bike ride the day before shocked my legs. All I know is that it’s taxing for me just to walk from my car to my portable. Pretty pathetic.

T-minus 2 hours before Spring Break starts!! The kids have a minimum day today and leave at 10:45. Awesome.

Play Time!

Marie and Cole came to my clinic today. Cole got to roam around in a safe, padded environment with lots of stimulating toys and activities. I think he had a good time.

Going for a helicopter ride!

Huy just sent me a few photos from his helicopter flights. Apparently that’s it for him for now…it’s back to the classroom for a while.

Work still sucks right now but I’m starting to get over all the sh*t that’s still hanging around. Everyday is a new day and I’m going to keep doing my job. Besides, Jesse made me some chicken soup tonight and that makes everything better.

Well put, Calvin!

This is sooo me at work. I get so sad and angry inside when my kids bite the top of my crayons or break them in half because their pressing too hard. Go figure.