The dreams help....if only for a few moments of precious fleeting, tender intimacy. Those aren't common and I seem to hold on as long as I can before the next nightmare rolls it into oblivion. Yes, the Sandman has blessed me with light pixie dust dreams that are too sweet for this reality.

My New Year's post is not as snappy as last year's "enigmatic" message involving the relative sanitation of your solar system. It has to do with chaos - and to quote Nietzsche, "Out of chaos comes order..." Scientists compare it to a formation of a supersaturated solution formed from a lesser solution. Others think it involves complex emotional and ( Read more... )

So now a few weeks have passed and not much has changed. I'm incredibly depressed and worried about myself. I wouldn't do anything to harm the dogs or anyone else but I just don't feel like like I'm up to par. It's been too much - arguing, fighting on a weekly basis with someone who can't get anything into his head about how I feel. I now know that ( Read more... )

Today, the last section of my Clinical Fellowship was signed by my supervisor. In a few weeks, I'll be mailing all of my information to ASHA and subsequently to the state for my "C's" or credentialing. I'll admit this has been a rough path but I'm relieved to know that I've survived this bootcamp ordeal that it has become. I don't know what was ( Read more... )

Seems like the ideal situation for some, doesn't it?! Don't we all want to be in that position of being loved and wanted by everyone? However, when does it become a serious handicap to the person who wants it all and the people they want involved in their life ( Read more... )

My first speech group of the day consisted of four first graders - three girls (two of them being twins) and one little boy. As a therapy activity, I thought I'd break out the brand new Chipper Chat articulation game my friend Kelly so thoughtfully bought me for Christmas. From the beginning, I noticed one of the twins (sitting to my left) wasn't ( Read more... )

This last week, one of the most influential people in my life left to join those loved ones on the other side. As Rose crossed over, the storms moved on and the skies were left cloudless with relief and marked content. For so long, she suffered from brittle diabetes and dementia. Although she was my grandmother, I loved her deeply like a child ( Read more... )

I promised myself I would begin writing in order to "spark" what residual brain cells I have left from grad school. Ugh...I used to be so vigilant with word and phrase. Now, I feel like I can barely put two words together to form "Help Me!" I should be working on a fluency case study assignment but screw it! I've been on the verge of a migraine and ( Read more... )

Moments in SLP-Internship History: This last week a non-verbal patient with a traumatic brain injury used his Ipad text-to-talk app to say, "I can't stand that sick b*tch! Someone should tell her to wash her vagina so she won't smell so bad!" And of course if I turned my back and grinned.

Bleh, drunk posting to facebook and livejournal tonight. So I spent the evening with Aaron, Colleen, and little V. OMG, it was hilarious. No need to feel lonely tonight - not with Unitarians, an overly emotional sasquatch Santa, V's stinky toots, Jewish Coffee talk stories surrounding a bear and Jewish Grandmother, and fucked up christmas lights. ( Read more... )