It seemed like this semester would never arrive. Here I am, in my final internship and boy what a ride it’s been. If you think I’ve been absent here on my blog, you should talk to my family. I’m pretty sure they have an APB out for me wondering if I’ve been kidnapped or just fallen of the face of the earth. Honestly, if it weren’t for the Christmas break where I took one week off, I’d be admitted to the loony bin right now.
So, I had all these grand ideas about what my internship might be like and how I would get experience here and there doing all manner of therapeutic venues. Turns out it’s hard enough to setup one internship site and stick with it 30 hours per week. Thankfully, I setup shop at an inpatient facility and I can drum up some serious hours for my internship, but man do I have to give up my life Monday-Friday. This is, without a doubt, the most challenging thing I’ve ever done in my life. I’m 27.5 weeks into this 36 week internship and I absolutely can’t wait to get my life back. I have grown fond of my co-workers down here and have developed a healthy rapport with the residents here as well. What a challenge is all I can say. For now, I have no insightful banter to offer, nor to have some analytical discussion to offer up. Much of what I’ve been doing is trying to keep my head above water and get my assignments in on time. So, everyone, I’ll see you in just over 8 weeks and hopefully have something really cool or interesting to share as I close this momentous and exciting chapter of my life! Wish me luck!
I’m so proud of you for all of this work you’ve put in, and I’m so excited that you’re so close to being done with school. The next awesome chapter is about to begin, and I’m totally stoked for you. Rock on, brother.
–Jill (who reads your blog via the RSS feed on LiveJournal)