Wow...

As far as I am concerned I have been going to school to be an Occupational Therapist for two years. But not technically. I say this because I have known what I wanted to be when I grew up for, well, a pretty long time. I went into College head strong, already knowing this was what I wanted to do. Unfortunately it's not that easy. When I told my advisor I wanted to be an Occupational Therapist she didn't simply hand me a key to the front door of OT. 

Occupational Therapy is a two year graduate program at OSU. This means I need a BA first.

I decided to go for my BA in Health Sciences. Yes, another application to be submitted. Despite the stress, long weeks, tears, frustration, worry, and overall tiring effort, I was officially accepted into the [SAMP] Health Sciences program with a minor in Clinical Psychology! YAY! What a blessing. (Shout out of special thanks to... Devon, Mom#2 (Deb), Mom (Heather), Nana (Genia), and Grandad (Dennis) I don't know where I would be without all of your love and support, you guys are the best).

As I gear up for my third year of college and first year in the Health Sciences program I have made it a priority to make myself a great choice for the MOT at OSU. Getting a head start, I observed Occupational Therapists, Physical Therapists, and even Recreational Therapists today at Children's Hospital. What an experience! Being a patient myself for years in OT/PT at Grady Memorial Hospital, it was such an eye opener to be on the other side. The atmosphere was very different from what I had expected. Although I spent a few days in the same rehabilitation center when I was twelve years old due to a broken femur bone as a result of a nearly fatal car accident, my memory of the place was foggy. 

To respect the privacy of others I will briefly say: Life should never be taken for granted. I try to be a positive person, looking on the bright side, but there are still moments that take your breath away; that make you sit back and think, Wow... I truly am blessed. I may not be perfect, but I am me. 

I will be making my way back to Children's next Friday, and let me tell you, I am looking forward to seeing the faces of beautiful children again!

As for now, I am going to enjoy my last few days of freedom! 

Getting Started

Why is it that getting started is the hardest thing to do? I am finding that most of the time, the task in sight is not always difficult itself. Motivating my self is usually the biggest challenge. Yet, once I am motivated things always seem to slide in to place, and what a better feeling than accomplishment?! Big or small. Believe it or not, blogging is something I have been interested for quite some time... I just couldn't get myself to do it. There's always something getting in the way... and that something is usually me. 
But I'm here, alive and blogging, we shall see how this goes...
Wish me luck :)