Well, I have a few minutes between one thing and the other thing and omg it's the last week of fieldwork IIA! My little plan so far has been to do documentation every night versus in the mornings and saving it for the weekends and that's been working okay. Except for that I fully expect to be up until 10:30/11:00 tonight and will have to just sit down and grind it out right after my sessions on Friday so as to submit everything before 9:00 PM. All. Most. There. It is getting faster, but some sessions are just more...complicated. Some are not! Those are amazing when they happen.
One session a few weeks ago sticks in my mind; it was with an actual adult and caused me to reflect quite a bit on a) what happens when you live to work and then you retire? b) what happens when you have trouble accessing the tools that would help you the most if you were just a little bit more tech savvy? c) what if part of why This (the things for which OT) is happening is circumstantial, yes, but also how your brain reacts to stress and it's tired and you don't know what to do about that? It was interesting.
A thing I have recently learned that they don't really teach you in OT school:
- It's possible to show up for a session and the adolescent not...be there? And the family not...know where the adolescent is? Or have a way to contact them? Or make overtures to find them? And then they show up about 75% through what should have been session time because their friend took it upon themselves to find them? Woof. And yes, yes, I know that would barely be a thing in the 90s, but it's 2025. I think.
- There was also something sort of similar that happened that same day but it was the household adults who were missing. Um. No? At the rainbow fluffiest of levels, what if the therapist has a question about oh, I don't know, medication or something? Double woof.
Just dreams, feel free to skip:
- The dreams have been weird and intense and all over the place lately. In one I was getting scotch with the ex-boyfriend of one of my old roommates and it was his birthday and I didn't realize it and we were at an Airbnb and also, somehow, we were grabbing the scotch just as he was flying in and idk. Not bad but not...relevant, I guess? Wtf am I supposed to get out of that brain?
- In another there was an elaborate setup in which L died and then I had another baby and apparently a couple of other kids as well and they suggested that I name the new baby after L. Wtf, kids? Also, then, the baby went missing. Ugh.
- In another I was Ariana Grande and went back to...Mississippi? To see R; seduced two random men (?) and got pregnant, returned home triumphant to...punish whoever my husband was in this narrative?
- I would like to take this opportunity to blame the melatonin. But, really, it's only 5 mg and it typically doesn't do me so dirty.
Otherwise things are pretty okay or, if not, S and my family and in-laws are keeping it under their respective hats. I feel like summer is over and wasted and the usual early August feels. I'm going to go to Talkeetna with S this weekend for a proper couple thing and that's overall continued to be pretty good (although I still don't want to jinx it); he even went to what I've been calling the horse ballet.
He likes horses (who doesn't? The people who are scared of them, I suppose.) and they put on a pretty good show. Although I have followup questions. What constitutes an exotic horse? What happened to the archery and dagger-throwing component? Did they just not bring musicians on tour? Why is that one guy still in the trailer but no longer touring? It was a bit different than last year's and the person I knew(ish) who was in the show wasn't...uh...with the company anymore - but they came back to AK anyway and Gilgamesh knows that was a schlep!
Okay, four today. Four tomorrow. Five Friday. Then I gotta get my head in the game getting L ready for school because that starts (checks watch) in 8 days. Crap.
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