Sorry to pop off the radar like that, friends, it's been a few weeks of muscle madness in my world. Swelling came back at the base of my brain and in the high neck, plus all those fun things that make life so much more interesting. My family has been on intense Alison alert for so long I feel like I live in an ER unit at times. My beloved husband can move pillows to a thrash site faster than any person I know when it's time to flail around on the floor. Ugh. My doc says I gotta lower my stress. I keep telling her that it's going to end someday - just not today.
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| I can make that fish face, too. |
I'm going to a new school starting Aug 22 - I AM SO EXCITED! I'm contending for a job as an assistant in the Dean's office, and hopefully will get it and stay there for the next 3+ years until that PhD is on my wall. Technically, it's a PsyD, but who cares? I get to go back to my hospital and practice ... internship starts in 18 months. I plan to never leave, unless we actually move to Florida after graduation...I am a happy girl. Already stomping the beat for a paid internship there. :-) Although I must admit, working on the Psych Unit at the downtown hospital would be so very different, or on the resident hospice unit. I may do that for a while. Not sure. Private practice seems the way to go for me.
Well, I have to go write, take a anti inflams that is overdue and get steak ready for dinner. Brian's grilled them over wood in the days past, and I am in LOVE with the flavor, even though I'm not supposed to eat meat anymore. Sigh. No bread, no meat. All that is left is..... chocolate! Yipee!
