Well there have been a few blips in the day, but God has helped me keep a smile on my face! I set my alarm last night for 6:15, but apparently I forgot to turn the blasted thing on. I woke up a bit upset at my dad because he was mowing and stuff right by my window. I was lying there thinking, "Why in the world does he friggin' mow the lawn so stinkin' early? It always wakes me up!" Then I thought to myself, "self...what time is it, anyway?" As I rolled over to look at my clock, I realized that it was 15 minutes to 8:00. I was hoping to leave my house at 7:30 to get to school by 8:00, but that didn't happen. I hurled the covers off of me, and dashed to the bathroom (to make myself presentable enough to go into public). I washed my hair, threw on some makeup, brushed my teeth, fixed the 'do and flew out the door. I was in my car at 8:08...pretty quick, eh? I got to school at 8:30, so it wasn't too bad. Then I realized, "Crud, I have the so-called 'TERROR' today!" I prayed all the way to school, so I was leanin' heavy on God to help me through it!
So, how did it go with the "terror?" Honestly, not bad at all. He actually sat down at the table and drilled the target words with me. (He earned basketball shots for every two he did.) We did a science experiment, and read a book (shocked me that he actually sat through that!), and followed-up with a craft. He was a bit rowdy, but I didn't mind that. I just didn't want him to be hateful! But I had him laughing and stuff, so I think he had fun. I'm hoping this "good session trend" continues!
Of course I enjoyed my 1:00 patient with the man with apraxia. He's funny. He makes me laugh, and I think he laughs at me (maybe with me, but I'm not sure yet)! haha!
Also, my 3:00 patient has cancelled for the semester (the cute bilingual boy). So I only have two patients, but I'm sure they'll quickly assign me a third.
Anyway, I have a birthday party to go to for a fellow clinician's client. Au revoir!
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