Over the past holiday season, I came across one of those quarter-sized, clever "quote" buttons that people pin to a coat lapel or the sun visor of their car. This particular saying, "Take it easy... and move on" struck me as being profoundly relevant given the fact that it was a week before Christmas and I was running around like a maniac to buy last-minute gifts. I promptly bought a half-dozen buttons and handed them out when I came across family and friends who needed that sage reminder. Considering I've been immersed in my clinical affiliation for 40-plus hours a week, the holidays and everything that goes with them have evaporated into distant memories at this point.
As luck would have it, one lone button made its resting place on the bottom of my handbag. Only after a frantic search for an elusive pack of mint gum did I make the discovery. Timing is everything, of course, and on that day I really needed some good advice. Although this clinical is going fantastic now, the first few weeks held the typical rocky transitions. For every correct answer I gave to my CI's questions, I would chastise myself for a simple mistake made during goniometric measuring (my personal "Achilles heel.")
As a student, I allow my frustration level to sometimes get the better of me. In theory, I should have all the answers regarding anatomy, exercise and modalities - in practice, it's a whole other story. I still get anxious and nervous around patients (and my CIs) at times. More than anything, I sometimes doubt I'll ever become proficient at this career. I liken this anxiety to holding your child for the first time and having someone say "OK, now parent!" So, I keep the button in my bag and try to embrace that mantra. Every so often during a long, hard day I remind myself to take it easy (I'm still a student), consider mistakes as learning opportunities when they happen... and move on.