One Less Thing

Today I took (AND PASSED) my medical terminology exam. To think that a mere 5 weeks ago this silly exam was one of the bigger unknown stresses in my life. But as I walked to Alumni Hall to take the exam I was thinking of it as a break for my brain. Who am I that taking a 50 question test is a "break" from the now normal thinking of my brain. good times and one less thing I have to do.

The other test I got back today I was 1/2 a point from an A-... was supposed to have "preparatory" and put "prepatory"... when will someone invent spell check for my head!!

Today in class I taught everyone how to make an origami crane. Out of 50 people I was the only one who could manage to make it from some really bad directions. I was sitting there thinking back to 3-5 grades when I made a ridiculous number of origami things and it came back to me after some good problem solving skills. I want to give a shout out to Andy from my grade school as I think he was the one who got our whole class started on the origami.


After I sat down I heard someone say behind me that I was really smart. I have to confess I was shocked! Even now I think maybe they were talking about someone else. Perhaps I have finally found a place where my "jack of trades but master of none" will help me instead of hinder me.

Back to Blogging

I am back... I was gone for a while but now life is ridiculously exciting. Nothing like living with no margins, stress that causes you to forget your middle name, and classes that cause you to wake up with "sustentaculum tali" in your head.

For those of you who don't know I moved to Pittsburgh to work for two years and then go to school for two and at the end be an occupational therapist. What I didn't know (but I am sure I was told) was that working 9-5 was great (especially now that it is over for the time being) and that school is consuming and lonely. And yet I am living the dream that I have had for a couple years and in some ways much longer... just didn't know it was going to go this exact direction. That doesn't change the fact that while I am not depressed I have cried more in the last month than I did in the year prior to that.

It's all good. I am living the dream.

Kara/OTS