I apologize for not updating my blog very much lately. Things have been really crazy for me the last few weeks. As you know, I started the second rotation of my internship on January 4. New site, new people, new routine, and the stakes were high because our population is just about as high risk as you can get in the outpatient world (and way moreso than a lot of inpatients). One week in, I thought things were great. I came back to work the next Monday to find that the whole place was upside down. One of our clients was murdered and another client was AWOL and the presumed suspect. The fallout from it has been absolutely earthshattering. We all could have guessed that the clinical issues would be difficult to manage, particularly with our very ill clients, and because all of the staff were also so affected (clients are often part of the program for many, many years, and therapists work with clients every day for many hours and are involved in every detail of the lives). Never, even with my vivid imagination, could I have fathomed the political and administrative repercussions or the level they'd reach. The last few days at work have been unreal. My colleagues and I feel (and look!) like the walking wounded. And we're the ones trying to be sure our clients are staying stable! Although it is a long way from being over, I am hopeful that the worst is behind us. For now, it seems that I'm staying put. I'm glad about that, but it also means that I'll be in a really stressful environment for the rest of my internship. My goal is to survive through June 30, and then I'll be proud to say that I had the experience and that I'm leaving with three additional letters after my name (Ph.D.)
Anyway, that's why I haven't been writing.
I did have a respite from from this chaos, at least in body. I was off for three days around the MLK holiday weekend to return to the South. I had an informal interview for a potential job at Fox Army Health Center at Redstone Arsenal, Alabama. Everything about this potential job is ideal. I want it so badly. They have to get permission to create the job, and then of course, it will be competed. But I am extremely hopeful that I'll get it and will be anxiously awaiting more news about it (although it will take awhile). Rebecca and I enjoyed a delightful little trip to TN, despite the fact that she got sick just a couple of days before we left and although I injured my knee somehow on the redeye flight and have been nursing that ever since. We didn't have enough time to see too many friends, although I did get to have dinner with my Girl Posse and got family time. The day after we came home, Paddington had surgery to remove a tumor from his leg, which, thankfully, was a fatty tumor and nothing more serious. Ramy is currently consumed with a trial. Thankfully, Rebecca is her usual extraordinary, marvelous, delightful self!
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