Last Clinical EVER
Well, it's basically over. Two more days of my last clinical as a PT student, and then I'm off for a 4-day solo drive home. My mother was kind enough to drive out here with me (we bopped along the whole way, singing at the top of our lungs and gasping for air between our hysterical laughing). The drive home will be a time of recovery and reflection for me; a much needed opportunity for me to be alone and be thankful for the ride.
As I write this blog, I am kind of amazed at how much has happened in the last two months since I arrived in Phoenix. As far as physical therapy goes, I have met and worked with some amazing patients, learned a lot from my CI and had some memorable moments with my coworkers. Personally, I met people in Arizona who have blessed my heart.
It is going to be very weird adjusting to having a real job. I don't know how to explain it, but thinking about "asking off" for vacation, or being responsible to go to staff meetings and in-services just seems so very grown-up.
But for now, I need to finish packing and listen to some good music as I get ready for the long drive home.