find out what it means to me...
I'm at a crossroads in my life. I'm seriously debating going back to school to be a PTA, but I'm so afraid I won't make it. I haven't been a "serious" student since high school. Yes, I did really well in college, but at the same time, I wasn't exactly taking mind blowing classes. Science has never been my strong suit, and I'm afraid that Anatomy and Physiology will be the death of me...but that's the basis of everything that I now think I want to do.
A lot has changed for me these past two years. When I first started at the clinic, it was a way to make money and work with my best friend. I never even considered doing physical therapy as a living. As I worked more and our patient load got bigger and bigger, things changed. We got new therapists that brought in their own take on things, I started learning more and I really hated working at the Garrett's. Deciding to quit the law firm and work PT five days a week could potentially be the life changing event that I needed in my life. So, so much has changed since then.
I'm working 35-40 hours a week. I love my job. I love the people I work with (even though they sometimes drive me insane). I'm learning a lot. I've been working more one-on-one with people if I can. And I'm at a point where I'm comfortable enough to talk to my co-workers if I have a problem with them (or someone else). Not only that, but I'm getting respect. I know my shit. I might not know the anatomy of injuries or be able to answer all of the questions patients have, but people like me. The majority of the time if one of my co-workers have a question about one of our patients (why they didn't do something, how they did with new exercises, etc.) they come to me because I am so involved with everything on a daily basis...plus I remember really random stupid shit (but half the time it puts me ahead of the game and looks really good for myself).
Jeff pulled me aside the other day and thanked me for all of my help, and told me what a great job I'm doing. Then a couple days later, Dean pulled me into the office and told me that Jeff had said something to him about me too. That just made me feel awesome! It's nice to know that all my hard work is actually being noticed. And I was talking to Kelley last week about going back to school for therapy, and she said I should because I'm really good at it haha. That was really nice too.
So now I have some decisions to make. And I have to make them fairly quickly. I don't know why I'm hesitant to commit. Oh well.
Sorry for the super long narrative to say not a whole lot. Just felt like writing. ttyl. with love and choices, Shannon
A lot has changed for me these past two years. When I first started at the clinic, it was a way to make money and work with my best friend. I never even considered doing physical therapy as a living. As I worked more and our patient load got bigger and bigger, things changed. We got new therapists that brought in their own take on things, I started learning more and I really hated working at the Garrett's. Deciding to quit the law firm and work PT five days a week could potentially be the life changing event that I needed in my life. So, so much has changed since then.
I'm working 35-40 hours a week. I love my job. I love the people I work with (even though they sometimes drive me insane). I'm learning a lot. I've been working more one-on-one with people if I can. And I'm at a point where I'm comfortable enough to talk to my co-workers if I have a problem with them (or someone else). Not only that, but I'm getting respect. I know my shit. I might not know the anatomy of injuries or be able to answer all of the questions patients have, but people like me. The majority of the time if one of my co-workers have a question about one of our patients (why they didn't do something, how they did with new exercises, etc.) they come to me because I am so involved with everything on a daily basis...plus I remember really random stupid shit (but half the time it puts me ahead of the game and looks really good for myself).
Jeff pulled me aside the other day and thanked me for all of my help, and told me what a great job I'm doing. Then a couple days later, Dean pulled me into the office and told me that Jeff had said something to him about me too. That just made me feel awesome! It's nice to know that all my hard work is actually being noticed. And I was talking to Kelley last week about going back to school for therapy, and she said I should because I'm really good at it haha. That was really nice too.
So now I have some decisions to make. And I have to make them fairly quickly. I don't know why I'm hesitant to commit. Oh well.
Sorry for the super long narrative to say not a whole lot. Just felt like writing. ttyl. with love and choices, Shannon