Sunday, June 18, 2006
enmeshment, triagulation, and cutoffs, oh my!
My orals are on Friday at 9am. I am tired of treatment plans, diagnoses, legal and ethical issues, crisis intervention, and Tarasoff. I want to put on a pair of shorts, go to a baseball game, sit in the bleachers, eat a hotdog and drink a beer, and do the wave. Yes, that sounds very good right about now.
Monday, June 12, 2006
my friend judith

This evening I found out that Judith isn't expected to live longer than a day or two. The world is unkind sometimes. When Judith found out that she had cancer a few years ago, she didn't drop everything to sail around the world. She didn't spend her money on European travel or posh restaurants. She didn't withdraw in order to focus on herself. What did she do? She enrolled in graduate school to become a therapist. She spent the last of her energy learning how to better help others. The first day I met Judith she said, "Don't feel sorry for me. Please don't see me as the woman with cancer." No worries, Judith. I will forever see you as nothing other than strong and courageous.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
i heart my mac

TV-less me has no idea whether these commercials are widely shown, but I saw them for the first time today. They are the Mac/PC ads. I love them! You can view them here.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
dsm for dummies

At present, I am studying for comprehensive oral exams which I will be taking in exactly three weeks. I've just taken a break from my memorization of the various types of schizophrenia and their symptoms. Having just completed "Schizophrenia, Disorganized Type," I cannot help but ask, pray tell, what would the organized type look like?
Thursday, June 01, 2006
electricity is never static

I find it amazing that one of the most powerful forces in the world is usually invisible. Thankfully it occasionally blesses us with its presence with a cut across the sky or an arcing power line.
When I was very small, I would put my head under the bed covers and rub my polyester blanket sleeper against the blankets and watch the electricity fly. I was mesmerized by the mysteriousness of it all. Still am, actually.
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