May 06, 2011 17:13
Today was the last day of clinical. Ever.
You'd think I'd be ecstatic about it. And normally, I would be. Every end of x-ray rotation and I was more than glad to move on and leave the place. It was just that. The end of that clinical rotation. I never really 100% enjoyed my rotations. They were okay, but I wasn't looking forward to clinical.
I've been dreading today. Working at Mid State's MR department is easily the best part of my college career (if you're looking at the academic portion of it). I had so much fun there, and the techs treated me as an equal rather than as a student, which I'm used to in x-ray. Maybe it's because they've never had a student in such a long time, or that's how advance modality training is...but I greatly enjoyed it. I loved working with the techs there and I loved that they actually enjoyed their jobs. The worst is when you work with people who really, just don't give a crap about their job, about the patients, or the care. Here, their enthusiasm shows, and it makes me want to work all that much harder. Not to mention, the tech who's in charge of students loves to teach and he teaches well.
I'll probably never forget today, not even years down the road. I got teased more times than I can remember by everyone, but in good nature. Tom got me a cake and a card, which was so nice of him and everyone in the department. And then, half way through the day, I get called to the front desk to "help " with something. It turns out they got me flowers, this cute little basket of flowers with a small card attached.
It's just weird. This day finalized the whole "your college time is coming to an end" feeling. It didn't really hit me that this was the last week. It didn't really feel like it. But at clinical today... I felt it. It got to me. It was the unavoidable, the indescribable, the inevitable ending to a good story. All good things, as they say, must come to an end. I'll miss my time at Mid State more than anything. I know that, some day, I'll all ever really be to them is their first student for MR from QU. Maybe on some off chance, they'll remember. I'm not the most standout person, but it's nice to know that they really appreciated me there while I was there, and I enjoyed it so much that I didn't mind coming in early and staying late.
So, goodbye, this part of life. Memories will always be cherished, never forgotten. It's too bad I'll never got to say good bye to the dear old skeleton in the closet and given him his proper goodbye.
recollections,
college