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Life has been a garbled assortment of happenings lately... here is a sliver of an update for the curious.
I have yet to find a job as either an Intern Architect or Entry-Level/Junior Architect, which is disappointing, but seems to be typical given the sick economy. The ones on the lowest rung of the experience-ladder get bumped out of the picture as everyone else gets knocked down a notch. I'd estimate that at least two thirds of my archifriends are either jobless or working in an unrelated field. On the plus side, I do have a job- where I am quite happy, at that- I've been fortunate that my lab has kept me as a research assistant, and I even get to coordinate some undergraduate projects this year.
I am continually awed by the number of things that can possibly go wrong with the human body. I'm now undergoing a series of tests for what the doctor suspects is narcolepsy, and the process is making me both frustrated and grateful.
The frustration is obvious: I fall asleep uncontrollably. I fall asleep at work. I fall asleep as soon as I get home from work. I spend more hours in the day asleep than I do awake, and even though I am at the apartment every day, Ian rarely sees me awake for more than an hour at a time. I'm afraid to make plans with friends because I tend to accidentally sleep through them. My exercise habits have dropped to almost nothing because I don't even have the energy to sit up, making me self-conscious about my body.
There is always a silver lining though, isn't there? As each successive condition is ruled out, I am made aware of how many problems I do not have- anemia, hypothyroidism, diabetes.... a sleep disorder is treatable, once we find out what it is. Also, the lack of being-conscious time should ideally teach me a lesson about prioritizing my time. (That may be too idealistic of me, but I can always hope.)
Positive thoughts and prayers would be appreciated until this clears up. Love to all!
I have yet to find a job as either an Intern Architect or Entry-Level/Junior Architect, which is disappointing, but seems to be typical given the sick economy. The ones on the lowest rung of the experience-ladder get bumped out of the picture as everyone else gets knocked down a notch. I'd estimate that at least two thirds of my archifriends are either jobless or working in an unrelated field. On the plus side, I do have a job- where I am quite happy, at that- I've been fortunate that my lab has kept me as a research assistant, and I even get to coordinate some undergraduate projects this year.
I am continually awed by the number of things that can possibly go wrong with the human body. I'm now undergoing a series of tests for what the doctor suspects is narcolepsy, and the process is making me both frustrated and grateful.
The frustration is obvious: I fall asleep uncontrollably. I fall asleep at work. I fall asleep as soon as I get home from work. I spend more hours in the day asleep than I do awake, and even though I am at the apartment every day, Ian rarely sees me awake for more than an hour at a time. I'm afraid to make plans with friends because I tend to accidentally sleep through them. My exercise habits have dropped to almost nothing because I don't even have the energy to sit up, making me self-conscious about my body.
There is always a silver lining though, isn't there? As each successive condition is ruled out, I am made aware of how many problems I do not have- anemia, hypothyroidism, diabetes.... a sleep disorder is treatable, once we find out what it is. Also, the lack of being-conscious time should ideally teach me a lesson about prioritizing my time. (That may be too idealistic of me, but I can always hope.)
Positive thoughts and prayers would be appreciated until this clears up. Love to all!