Interests:lychee bubble tea with mango stars or ice cream, tvb and taiwanese dramas, tigers, chilltimes with friends and T-Kru, my studies (not the stress part), school-free days, hot showers, swimming, steam rooms, hot tubs, sleepin in, sweating it out, summery days, rainy nights, stars, and inspiration =) Expertise:ballet, making chocolate chip cookies, amy-styled scrambled eggs, and nerding @.@ Occupation:Physiotherapy student
At the end of each workday, whether I got a pat on the back from my C.I. for a job well done or made the wrong judgement call and accidentally flared a patient into tears, I've sat back in my chair and became almost overwhelmed with this feeling.
I think its fulfillment. A deep contentment.
It's not just from the sense that I am making patients better (god knows how many mistakes I still make and gaps in knowledge I have). But I think it's from a lot of things. I love my job that keeps me on my feet and challenges me physically. I love my job that keeps me problem solving and pushes me to be creative. I love my job that has no limit as to how much I can expand in skillset and efficacy.
And I love being a catalyst to movement. (I love to dance and to see people dance). I love being able to take away pain and restriction. I love talking and listening to the people - to learn their stories, and sometimes be a part of them. And I love being a catalyst to movement.
Holy smokes I think I've found that thing in my life
P.S. Haha and if you haven't noticed already, my last few blogs have all been related to PT. Yes, it has been my life, and I am currently pursuing it as such
Superficially, I felt muy strut-worthy. I had my dri-fit Skate Canada long t-shirt, lanyard and id badge, black jacket with "MEDICAL" across the back, red First Aid arm band, a fanny pack with medical supplies, two walkie-talkies, and a head set. So I flashed a huge smile as the camera rolled past the medical personnel . Super professional.
There were no injuries during the 7 hours I was there, so I got to just sit back and bask in the skaters' awesomeness (at the rinkside... so close that I could've reached out and pulled them out of their triple axles! (buahahah)) ...pretty exhiliarating.
The performances were so aesthetically pleasing. The music was great too. And then it hit me - that as each skater broke out on to the icey stage, we were going to be witnessing the result of years of sweat and blood. That behind each smiling face, there were untold stories, there were sacrifices, and there are dreams.
I imagined the passion that each skater likely had burning inside of them. And I became really happy for them because it's a brilliant fire that, remarkably and unfortunately, the vast majority of us never find and get to experience in our lives.
As their blades made fresh cuts into the ice, I imagined the adrenaline that was coursing through their veins. Under the scrutiny of the skating world, how did it feel to know that each second over the next few minutes holds such incredible meaning and consequences? That it may be a career-defining moment, a showcase of their essence, a start of a legacy. I revelled for them as they executed their leaps and spins, and ached for them when they slipped.
I wasn't on shift when Patrick Chan came on, so I watched him on TV. Yeah, he wasn't on his game this weekend, but he's still soo young and green - tons of potential to grow. And he has such a chilled out and positive attitude... I've jumped on the Chantastic band wagon
So you know, the final event of 6 of the 2009-2010 ISU Grand Prix of Figure Skating is held in Canada this weekend.
U.S., Russia, Japan, Canada, etc etc
One of the biggest competitions leading up to the Olympics
High profile event - e.g. Patrick Chan is among the competitors!
Guess who got slipped in as one of the physiotherapists on the medics team?
BOOYAH!!
My C.I. is going to be there and she managed to get me in even though they normally do not have students covering the event!
I just got back from a meeting/orientation with some of the other medical staff and it's starting to dawn on me what a sweet opportunity I've been given. This gonna be such an experience... serioussss... thankyouthankyouthankyou
But all glory and goodness out of the way, I'm thankfully on a shift that won't be broadcasted live. woo!
Hello hello! I've been away from here for a lil bit now cuz I was so busy with school I didn't have much time to think about enough things outside of school to eventually stumble across a thought or two that I wanted to write about.
Hence, the run-on sentence due to lack of practice.
But I got to come home a bit earlier from work today so I gots some time to kick back in cyberspace.
PT placement #2 so far has been STELLAR. It's ortho, it's sports, it hasn't been my forte in the past, but I'm having a hella good time. I work under two C.I.'s this time, and they're both excellent - great teachers, easy-going, personable, and makes fun of me when I do something dumb instead of making me feel bad (unlike the *cough*certainother*cough*jerkfaceofaC.I*cough*I'vehadinthepast). It's a fun therapeutic setting, and it's a real supportive learning environment so I gets to feel the cogs of my noggin' cranking it.
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Aiya I suddenly realize I'm extremely sleepy. Hahaha I need to nap... kay byes!
P.S. Right now I am enjoying a small timmy's double-double with timbits (at the moment, 10 chocolates, 5 strawberries, 5 honey dips) Few things in life are more satisfying. nomnom
Here am I, coarse-voiced but quietly singing to the old stuff of bsb (yes that's right, the Backstreet Boys, and it's none other than the Backstreet's Back album, chyeaa). It's past midnight... I didn't study as much as I would've like to today, but it's ok. My head still feels a bit hurty, but that's ok too. I'm feelin' this right now, and it feels nice.
It's been a taxing week that poked fun at my health. One exam, one OSCE, one major presentation, and one assignment. And with that, was the mix of being back in T.O. the previous weekend (which meant no work done, but happy birthday, g-ma! ), trying to find a place to live in Waterloo, obsessive-compulsively refreshing aircanada.com (among others) to book my flight to Japan...
Sleep count: Monday - 4.5hrs, Tuesday - 4.5hrs, Wednesday - 1.5hrs, Thurs - 1.5hrs I have never pushed my body/brain that hard, not even when I was Neurotic-Amy back in undergrad. My cough that had started to get better the week before went into full-blast coughing fits by the end of the week (haha along with the rest of my class, we were a symphony). My head felt/feels like mush.
I guess it does sound like a horrible week. Physically, yes it was. But I was happy. (I am happy) ("It's humorous what they're putting us through, Amy. It's hell, but why let that bring us down? Why should we not continue to enjoy ourselves?!"... "That's exactly it, Jay! That's exactly it. I'm tired and I'm wired, but I'm happy"). The week had lots of moments just like that one that justified everything and kept that bounce in my walk. And besides, I am exactly where I want to be. I am so freaking lucky.
And I did better on my OSCE than I thought. Actually, I think it was my best OSCE yet. The exam went pretty well too. My team's presentation entertained the class, and brought comments from the prof that floored us and more than justified all those hours we poured into that project. The same prof whose brilliance has inspired me time and time again...
I got my 8.5 hours of sleep last night, and booked it to the library today (2 more exams and 1 peer eval this coming week). Did what I could with the headache I still had, but I was with a few friends at the library, and B and W were there too, so it was nice. And then I went home to have a yummy homecooked dinner with BnW (hehe), and kicked back the rest of the night. And listened to BSB, and chatted a bit on msn.
And here I am... :) I feel good. Thought I'd tell you about it.
Few things in life are more satisfying. nomnom
), trying to find a place to live in Waterloo, obsessive-compulsively refreshing aircanada.com (among others) to book my flight to Japan...
