|Loungin' with my pup|
Among my activities this weekend was actively missing my boyfriend. John's in Las Vegas now with 9 of his high school buddies! It speaks directly to the man he is that my only reaction to a "dudes' trip in Vegas" is that I'm thrilled for him. I could never trust anyone the way I trust John and, every day, he makes me feel more loved than the day before. I've never had that with anyone - not even close. As his third year of medical school is kicking into high gear, I'm thankful he has this well-deserved break. My only words of wisdom to him were "just don't wake up with a tiger in the bathroom (a la The Hangover)
The first week of classes snuck up on me a bit. It sounds silly, but buying a new wool skirt today really hit it home - summer is over and it's time to welcome my favorite season. Since I made the choice to extend my masters program (click here to read that post), I wont be doing any field work this year. I am, however, enrolled in four classes. The first two are electives - "Social Work With Children" and "Social Work With Families." While last year's introductory courses were interesting enough, these are much more in line with my interests and my future plans. For instance, one of our textbooks deals exclusively with play therapy! Right up my alley. My other two classes are "Human Behavior & The Social Environment" (dealing predominantly with human growth and psychology) and "Social Work Research."
I'm beyond relieved that I made the decision to take a bit longer. Coping with pain, beginning a new medical regime, taking a full course load, and trying to do justice to an internship full of clients? I would simply be unable to do it all. I've been anxious all summer about returning to school in so much pain, but the steroids have helped tremendously. I just hope the Remicade can take it's place fairly seamlessly. So Tuesday it is and, you know what? I'm actually looking forward to it and to all this year might have in store.