Week one of "back to school" has been productive. Reviewing the materials, printing lecture notes, recognizing due dates for assignments and obtaining articles required for review have taken a week to nail down. For me, the hardest part of starting new courses is figuring out what the professor is actually asking for. As of this moment, I believe I understand 75 percent of what's required this semester. Thankfully, my professors are only an email away, which is appropriate for an Internet-based program.
Two of three courses are mostly lectures and a final exam, which has been an excellent way to learn the material. Required articles are very interesting and stimulating, and quite the conversation-starter with my classmates. I believe this program is especially stimulating when peers are also enrolled, since we share what we've learned and discuss what we may have missed individually.
Besides organizing this semester's work, I've come to the realization that life has become much busier as well. Organization of the home, family, work and personal life has taken place over the past week as well. Recently I was given the honor of becoming a new handler for our hospital's therapy dog, Pumpkin. This involves an entire week of training away from work during a very special time in our department.
September 17 is the beginning of National Rehabilitation Week. This is the time when we celebrate our profession, our patients and each other. The celebration has grown to enormous proportions in the past few years, with this year being no different. My plan is to sneak away from training for an hour or two at least for our opening ceremonies. Maybe Pumpkin can accompany me as well, as he is a therapy dog. This brings to mind the fact that September 8 is Pumpkin's third-birthday celebration. Yes, there's a large celebration on his behalf, and he comes "off the leash" for his special day.
In addition to all of the above going on, I've managed to rescue another homeless pet. My youngest daughter is to blame for this. What's another mouth to feed in the chaos? Not a problem for me. Along the way this past week, I've found peace and quiet in the evening by watching a sunset or two with a special person who has offered his extremely quiet home to me for my studying. It's amazing how much studying can be done without having kittens walk across the computer, or having a cold nose on my feet as I listen to a lecture.
All this in the lifestyle of a DPT student. I failed to mention a baseball game at the Marlins' stadium, a movie at the theater, a concert last night and live music over the weekend. This will be followed by a weekend getaway to the Keys for water sports and a beautiful setting for more lectures and test-taking. I'm well on my way to completing this degree, and having a great time doing so.