So today I’m at my primary job. I’m working a 24 hour shift and get off to tomorrow morning. I love my job, I love flying, I love patient care. I hate flying though at the same time. If I’m flying, it means someone is having a very bad and it’s possibly life or death. So while I love to fly, I also don’t love to fly.
Tomorrow I have a night of massage school clinical and I have 3 clients I think. I’m a short 13.25 hours away from completing that portion. It’s funny I had been looking forward to the end of clinical since I started, we had to have 120 hands on hours. Now that it’s here, it’s kind of bittersweet. I have forged many professional friendships and know exactly what my client is wanting or needing. I’m very much going to miss the hands on learning and bonds that have been created with some really amazing people. I can’t say I’m not ready to get back in the classroom though, I’m eager to learn the business side of this whole new adventure as well.
I honestly have no idea what the future has in store for me but I have a feeling it’s going to be a crazy, fun ride.