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Name: Rachel
Country: United States
State: Missouri
Metro: St. Louis
Gender: Female
Interests: I am an Occupational Therapy Student at Washington University School of Medicine.I love reading, shopping, garage saleing, thrift store shopping (uhhhh...all types of shopping?), the color pink, music, talking with friends and sleeping. Above all, I love God and am amazed day by day by how He is working in my life.
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
11/11/2005
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| I'm currently in summer session at OT school trying to get dozens of articles printed out and the computers are so slow....More to come later, I just didn't want to lose my site since I hadn't posted on here in awhile. | | |
| I’m so confused right now. I am so stressed about choosing which grad school I am going to be going to next year. Here’s the situation…I had my interview last Friday and it went awesome! The school has a really good program. I’ve also been accepted to my third school and am awaiting acceptance from the school I interviewed at and my top choice. A month ago, I was not expecting to be in this position. Less then two weeks after my apps were sent in, I was accepted to my tie for second choice. That school offered me a great scholarship and I am still waiting to hear about the possibility of other scholarships and assistantships. The scholarship brought the cost down to be comparable to the cost of my first year at my top choice. However, my top choice is three hours from home compared to thirteen and I will be eligible for residency my second year, drastically reducing the cost. None of the other schools offered that. My top choice said I’ll know by the 1st, but I need to let the other school know very soon…with a non-refundable deposit. All of this is making me very stressed. There’s a question at the school I interviewed at whether one class will count towards admission. And they haven’t officially said anything either way. So, I’m so worried that if my top choice doesn’t accept me, the one second choice doesn’t accept me, and I wait too long on the other second choice…I don’t even want to think about it. Even though I’m so stressed out to the point of making myself sick, I find myself humming or singing or the words of this song running through my head…… Verse:There is an endless song,echoes in my soulI hear the music ringAnd though the storms may come,I am holding on,and to the rock I cling. Chorus:How can I keep from singing Your praise?How can I ever say enough?how amazing is Your love?How can I keep from shouting Your name?I know I am loved by the Kingand it makes my heart want to sing Verse 2:I will lift my eyesin the darkest nightfor I know my Savior livesand I will walk with Youknowing You see me throughand sing the songs You give Bridge:I can sing in the troubled times,sing when I win.I can sing when I lose my step,and I fall down again.I can sing 'cause You pick me up,sing 'cause You're thereI can sing 'cause You hear me Lord,when I call to You in prayerI can sing with my last breathsing for I knowthat I'll sing with the angels,and the saints around the throne.God has seriously changed everything from a month ago. I never expected to be in THIS situation. It’s a good problem to have, I know, but I can’t make a move until I hear from my top choice. I really just want to hear either way, but I have this strange peace that the news will be good. Just being accepted to two top OT schools and having an interview at another is such a blessing in itself. And also being commended on my academic record, breadth of knowledge, education, and experience, and great test scores (yeah!!) totally shatters all of my fears about what I’ve done. I’m able to choose between schools. Right now one school is falling into third…I think. It’s a small school, but has a great program. Wash U, however, is a fairly large medical school which I think would be a good fit for me. Also, it has at least one professor who is a wheelchair athlete, meaning that I would have more exposure to disabled sports, something I want to incorporate into my practice.
But one thing that was said in my interview totally coincided with my waiting for the other shoe to drop…My interviewer commented on my maturity (whatever is meant by that) and in the same breath warning me that what generally happens is that I’ll totally freak when something really big is happening or due (at least that’s what happened to her). I’m trying to take this with a grain of salt. The interview went better than I could have expected. The interviewer had a question at the top of the page with specific areas below to check off if I covered them in my answers….at least that’s what I surmise. She would make several large circles on each page and on one she just circled the whole page. She would constantly comment on how I had covered almost everything (except things one could really only know after specific education and practice). She would look back to my profile and finally asked me to confirm my age. LOL…Anyway, it was seriously the strangest thing ever…I’ve had a lot of experience with various parts of occupational therapy, but really not in the actual field. It was like all of my ideas and experiences were funneled into something that made sense. God truly calmed my mind and body and spoke through me. I’ve never felt that before…it was awesome.
Sorry this is so long…but I truly wait in (peaceful?) anticipation of the next piece of information. God is so good and faithful and just!
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| Praise the Lord!  I was so worried about getting my applications for Occupational Therapy grad school in and a lot of the things I needed to get done had to wait. (I didn't unpack my suitcases from Christmas break until last Thursday) But, I got everything I needed to get written done and in the mail before the due dates without letting my school work slide. And, praise the Lord, I'm starting to see the rewards. It's been a week since the schools have received my application and I've already been tentaviely accepted to one school and told that I qualify for an interview, the final round, for another school. That's not even the school that had gotten my transcripts and GRE scores and said they were impressed and just needed me to apply. Now I just need to wait for the last three schools to contact me. I'm so glad I was able to set up my schedule so that I have Fridays off. Looks like I'll be doing some traveling on the weekends. :) God is so good!! Thank you Lord for guiding me through the last few weeks. Thank you for taking my procrastination and allowing me to get everything done, even at the last minute. Thank you for coming through for me, in everything. I know I can trust in You in these next few steps. Help me to live in that knowledge. | | |
| Well, leave it to me to miss some stairs and break my toe! I know it's just my toe...but my goodness did it (and still does) hurt! Well, I'm so thankful that it was only my little toe and not my foot, which the doctor thought could be the case based on the location of the pain. But, it seems that I fractured the proximal metatarsal of the fifth digit and just bruised my foot pretty bad. So much for wearing cute shoes for awhile!  I can be such a klutz sometimes....But I went directly to practicum as soon as the x-rays were back...and got to spend 4 hours there scared to death that some kid would step on my foot!
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| Well, confronting problems with other people head-on seemed to work today. We had our reflection meeting for practicum....which is where the teachers in my group get together to talk about the week and plan. The facilitator asked us how we all felt we were geling as a group and everyone else said that things were going really well. I was highly uncomfortable, but knew that I needed to say something. I would hate for things to get worse and the relationships at the lab add to my stress level. Also, I wouldn't want anybody to ask me why I hadn't said anything earlier or put anyone else into the middle of a problem.
So....I said something. Apparently, everyone was surprised that I felt the way I did, that I said something, and everyone thought it was very courageous. I wanted to cry! I normally wouldn't have said anything, simply because I wouldn't think that anyone would care enough to change the way they are treating me. No one seemed to realize that their bitchy (excuse my language) remarks really hurt. It was said that they were simply overstressed and didn't realize how it sounded. Someone also said that sometimes their like that when they are speaking their mind and calling it the way they saw it. Ummm....I know that I can speak my mind in a tactful, polite, diplomatic, and respectful way. I know that if I think just a bit before I talk or restrain my stress just a bit, it makes everyone happy. Isn't that the way everyone should be treated? Now, I know I am more than capable of being sarcasticly mean and snapping at people....but that's usually when someone's really getting on my nerves and I want them to know it, without me explicitly saying it. Anyway, I think things should get better now.
And I must say that I do have a constant fear of being judged or talked about behind my back. But usually, I can identify where that feeling is coming from and stop it. With this, I know most of it was not simply me being oversensitive or my head playing games with me. And also, it was a huge step for me to say something....so that's good, I guess. Anyway, I need to write in my planner so I can see that I don't actually have as much stuff to do as I think.....yeah, right! ;) Oh well, it's not anything that I'm not perfectly able to do. It's just a bunch of busy work and paperwork. I hate paperwork!
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