psychobabble
So I get to work this morning and there's a fax for me. It's an outside neuropsych report for one of my therapy clients. I read over this report and it is FULL of unethical conduct. We're talking 5 violations representing at least four different codes of conduct in the APA code of ethics. Lovely. My supervisor is handling it - but if this guy doens't clean up his act he may lose his license (not that that would likely stop him from practicing at the rate he's going anyway). I kinda wish I wasn't heading out of town on Wednesday, so that I could be a part of confronting this guy. Seems like a good learning opportunity anyway.
So now that Commencement (graduation) is approaching, I'm really wishing that my family would be there for it. Of course, it's entirely my fault that they will not - as I told them not to come. I still would rather they come for a party to celebrate when it's official - but really, how many times do you get to walk across the stage to be recognized for your hard work? Not often. Actually, I haven't walked acrossed a stage since my high school graduation. UNH just awarded the degrees by college (as in "Will the College of Liberal Arts and Sciences please stand. Congratulations, you have now graduated." And I didn't go to my Master's commencement ceremony because it was just a stepping stone degree. So yeah, it's a big deal. Bigger than I tend to make it out to be. I always seem to minimize my accomplishments. It's never enough. I'm not sure how much of that is my fault and how much of it is my field's fault for making me feel like it's never enough and there are always more hurdles to jump over. Stupid Psychology. But at least WSU is webcasting the ceremony for those who cannot attend. Mom, Megan, and my mother-in-law (and Hayle!) will all be watching on their respective computers. Together in spirit.
I'm psyched for this trip to Detroit. We have some plans with friends, but we also have a lot of down time. I'm looking forward to a little quality time away with Rob. I know I haven't been posting much lately, but things are good with me. I think I tend to write more when I have stuff to bitch about, so fewer posts from me is generally a good thing, I think. LJ is how I survived graduate school. I never would've made it without this avenue to vent - and for those of you who supported me through some of those rough patches. And for Rob. I never would've made it without his love and support. I am so blessed to have him. Truly.
So now that Commencement (graduation) is approaching, I'm really wishing that my family would be there for it. Of course, it's entirely my fault that they will not - as I told them not to come. I still would rather they come for a party to celebrate when it's official - but really, how many times do you get to walk across the stage to be recognized for your hard work? Not often. Actually, I haven't walked acrossed a stage since my high school graduation. UNH just awarded the degrees by college (as in "Will the College of Liberal Arts and Sciences please stand. Congratulations, you have now graduated." And I didn't go to my Master's commencement ceremony because it was just a stepping stone degree. So yeah, it's a big deal. Bigger than I tend to make it out to be. I always seem to minimize my accomplishments. It's never enough. I'm not sure how much of that is my fault and how much of it is my field's fault for making me feel like it's never enough and there are always more hurdles to jump over. Stupid Psychology. But at least WSU is webcasting the ceremony for those who cannot attend. Mom, Megan, and my mother-in-law (and Hayle!) will all be watching on their respective computers. Together in spirit.
I'm psyched for this trip to Detroit. We have some plans with friends, but we also have a lot of down time. I'm looking forward to a little quality time away with Rob. I know I haven't been posting much lately, but things are good with me. I think I tend to write more when I have stuff to bitch about, so fewer posts from me is generally a good thing, I think. LJ is how I survived graduate school. I never would've made it without this avenue to vent - and for those of you who supported me through some of those rough patches. And for Rob. I never would've made it without his love and support. I am so blessed to have him. Truly.