and i’m so unprepared, so here’s your valentine
a bouquet of clumsy words, a simple melody
this world’s an ugly place, but you’re so beautiful to me
So glad spending twelve hours at school, eating dinner at 9:00, and laying in bed crying have become part of my daily routine.
Still my favorite movie of all time.
Stressing myself out about this movement analysis due tomorrow while studying for my kinesiology exam friday and all I can think about is how the excess cortisol in my system is hindering the proliferation of granular cells in the dentate gyrus of my hippocampus, thus making my studying useless.
Thank you neuroscience for making me even crazier.
I had the most gratifying experience at fieldwork today and I can’t keep it to myself. I am assigned to the cognitive rehab at a local hospital that treats people with traumatic brain injuries. I have been running a daily activities group with six patients and for the past month or so we have been working on writing a book about their experiences with head injury. Last week we finished the book and I made each of them a copy to take home. Well today one of the men came up to me and told me he had to tell me something in group. To my excitement he remembered that he had to tell me something and what he said truly made my time there worth while. He said that he gave the book to his wife, who has been caring for him for the past 27 years since his injury. He said that she loved the book and shared it with his whole family. I responded to him by saying that he should be proud of it since they all worked so hard on it. He then said “it was because of you we were able to do it.”
This simple conversation has made all the long days and hard work completely worth while. Regardless how small, I can make a difference.