Week 10/30

The title is monumental in that I am now finished with my first clinical rotation. Boy that was a handful, but we figured it out by the end. We had a celebration on Friday (not for me) with lots of food. I brought nothing and left with a full belly and a fresh pie. Despite the challenges, this is a good place to work. 

The vacuum to get. 

I took my one free night to hike Thumb Butte, a nearby trail that my patients frequent. I went up the steep side and down the less steep side and was disappointed in the eccentric ability of my left quadriceps, but now I have something to work on. It was a short hike with a decent view. 

And I didn't get attacked by falcons. So that's a plus.

The other good news of the week is that my dress is almost done. Also we have a venue. And almost announcements. And half a temple recommend and an appointment. Things are progressing. 

You can almost see the tiny sunflowers behind us. 

Extra Work on the Weekends

 It's been a crazy week. They're all crazy weeks. I started working out in the morning, which is nice. I just don't have much time to do anything since I won't wake up before 5. 

Yum. 

Roger bought an OTC elk tag and ended up shooting one on the first day. It was just a baby, but apparently those are the tastiest. 

I did have my inservice this Friday. Which is basically a pretty decent sized research presentation I've been working on for a few weeks now. Keith reminded me to bring snacks multiple times (which I did), but a patient ended up buying everyone pizza, so it didn't matter. 

The real KoolKrew

I left my presentation in a hurry to get to Phoenix for a weekend course on PNF. (Aka physical therapy nerd stuff that I love.) Maddy and Lauren came, Kay was an instructor, and it was like a mini Jamaica reunion. Honestly, all CEU courses should be like this: some instruction with mostly labs, including time practicing with real patients. 

Goodbye forever. 

While I was down there, we did have a Flag reunion and a PHX reunion. The second one was cool because I re-met Brady, who I hung out with during interviews at Midwestern and NAU and who is from Prescott. Small world. 

This is relevant if you've done much PNF. 

The Ugliest Cat.

Yet again, another week, another paper and more studying in all my spare time. It'll be nice when I get to relax in my off time. (And get paid for working, but that's another issue.)

Red suns all week for a smoky mountain. 

Highlights of the week include: talking to my BFF Lauren. TWICE. How lucky can I get? And the better news - her and Roger are only kind of fighting now. AND she's coming to AZ. So I'm hype. 

Ok, who wants to date her? Serious inquiries only.

Carol and I worked on my dress this week and made a huge amount of headway. One more day of this and the thing will be done. Hallelujah. (On a similar note, Hobby Lobby is open in Flag now, which everyone seems excited about.)

Per request of the Mimster. 

We had dinner with the Fishes (both sets) and had some delicious steak and potatoes - and even better company. (But don't tell them we said that, it'll go to their heads.) Even Roger had fun. And said he's excited to do it again, with the traditional card-playing post-meal next time. Which is also what I wanted. 

The ugliest cat. Thanks, Jake.

We had Sacrament with the fam. And I got to play some piano afterwards and just chat. Before I rushed back to Prescott to find time to finish my paper and write this nonsense. Good week. 

Labor Day. (Aka just another week).

 It seems like every week is pretty similar since I have zero time outside of clinicals to actually do anything. I did get to treat an artisan bread baker's wife this week. So she brought in some bomb sour dough and some recipes to try. Roger was hesitant on the rosemary potato bread, but is a huge fan. 

Pretty. 

I worked on a paper and some car stuff and my inservice presentation all day Saturday.  Which was exactly how I wanted to spend my 3-day weekend. I did get a chance to go hunting with Roger (although unsuccessful) and hang out with his family at base camp. Which is always a delight. 

Less pretty, but still yummy. 

I was hoping to finish Stu's requested painting/poem combo last weekend, but as soon as I got home to transport it to my house, it down poured. So I had Roger fix up the water colors before I finished with the writing. It didn't turn out how I wanted, but it turned out and I think that's what matters at this point. 

Et voila.