This week our class has two practical exams: one in Neuro-management I and another in Musculoskeletal Management II. They basically consist of 15-30 minutes of high stress, fear, sweat, near black-outs, cold sweat anticipation, and performing Physical Therapy “services” to a faculty member who acts like a patient while another faculty member is breathing behind your back grading you on your performance and asking you questions when they want clarification/rationale for doing something or when they think you’re full of it. Trust me, they’re pretty good at calling out BS when it’s there.
With that in mind, this entry is going to be short. The last two weeks have been crazy with group assignments, quizzes, and skills checks, so the Thanksgiving break was needed. While many classmates flew/drove home to visit family, we stayed here and had Thanksgiving dinner with classmates. Since Spencer was the only child, he was the spotlight and therefore performed one thing after another. The food was good and the company even better.
Over the break, amidst studying and preparing for these practicals, we put up our Christmas decorations and tree and it dawned on me that this is our second Christmas here in Denver. It really has become our home and I’m pretty sure this city is growing on us.
The next time I write an entry, these practicals will be long over with and finals we be a thing of the past. Just one day at a time.