Clinic and such

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Yesterday was my first day in the clinic, and it went much better than I had been expecting. It seemed so complicated when I went last trimester for orientation, but once we noobs got into the experience, it seemed much simpler. I'm sure next week will be even easier. I seriously had nightmares about it the entire night before. But, I did not: kill anyone, burn the building down, or lock myself into the storage room and starve.

Most people begin working on students who go for a stand-by, but I got three new clients, and none of them had ever had a massage before. I hope I did all right, but honestly I felt as if I'd forgotten everything I learned. And even though the treatments were shorter than anything I've done in class (we've done 90 minute treatments, and these were only about 40 minutes because all of my patients were late,) I still had no idea how to fill the time. They felt like the longest treatments I'd ever done.

Hopefully that "OMFG WHAT AM I DOING?!!!" phase will fade quickly.

It was funny how I scoffed at having to wear a white lab coat as if I were some SUPRA-SPESHUL PROFESSIONAL, but once I put it on, I thought I looked cool and didn't want to take it off. "That's right, I'm in clinic now, looking all like Scully." Though not really.

It's a long day, Thursdays – I have to get up at 6:30, drive like hell to get there on time and hopefully not get caught in traffic (if you're late, you can't make up the quiz,) and then I'm there till 7 PM.

I had off today and cleaned the house like a demon, got all my summer clothes out, (ever hopeful!) scrubbed the bathroom and kitchen, vacuumed and mopped the floors, a bit of yard-work and aviary-cleaning, watered all the plants, put more winter stuff away, and had mad allergy attacks.

Tomorrow I'm working and then hopefully getting together with the Cutest Boy In School but now he might not be in town tomorrow? Ugh! I hope that's not the case. He lives super far away. But we talked a while on the phone. He's a health / nutrition nut (which rocks) and he doesn't drink, but likes to sing karaoke. How much fun is that? Hope he'll make it out here. That's all after work of course (if it does happen,) and I'm working two places tomorrow and extra time.

Sunday's going to pretty much be the bomb after work too. Going to see Iron Man 2 with Mom, My Wonderful Glassworker Best Friend, Lady Chrysanthemum, and Crow Lady. Looking forward to that. :)

Tonight I'm going to eat Healthy Choice ice cream and play Resident Evil at Mom's house.

But, yeah! The original point of this post was my first day in the clinic, and how it was not a massive disaster. Think I can probably handle it.