End, Middle, Beginning.

End.

I had my final exam on Thursday. If you recall, I had ten days to prepare four case studies, and two case studies would be in the exam. The case studies were mild/moderate learning disabilities, rheumatoid arthritis, schizophrenia and traumatic brain injury. I was hoping to get the LD and TBI case studies, but alas, neither were on the exam. I’m sure I passed, but I would have felt more confident answering the questions if I could relate to my experience working with brain injuries. Having never worked with someone with a learning disability, I don’t know why I wanted that case study, but then I’ve never encountered RA, nor have I really worked with someone with schizophrenia.

Middle.

The next few days involved trying to reestablish occupational balance. I started reading for pleasure again. I decided to try catching up with some of my TV shows. I played a strategy computer game with Flan and my brother to exercise my brain in a different way. My face is already starting to look clearer from the drop in my stress levels.

Then today I started working – temporarily – at a school in Newbury. I loved it! It’s too bad that I have to drive all the way there and back, and that it’s temporary.

Beginning.

I have to really start looking for an OT job and figuring out the magic formula to get to the interview stage. I think I’ve found one just inside the M25 down the M40, so I could commute (yeah, I hate driving, but I love Oxford). It’s a paediatric centre, and they need a Band 5. I think I have a better chance getting an interview for this one than I have most jobs on offer, as I have absolutely no acute experience, nor orthopaedic, nor stroke, nor community. On the other hand, I did my dissertation on using video games with children with cerebral palsy, I had an adolescent mental placement, I had my final placement in a school for children with dyspraxia and I am now working in another school. I think paediatrics is the way to go! Plus, I might get to venture a bit into assistive technology, hopefully!

It’s the final countdown!

On th 17th of May, I will sit for my final exam. Just over a month later, I will stand up to receive my BSc(Hons) for Occupational Therapy. That’s at 10am on Friday, June 22nd, 2012. (Except I’ll be at more like 10:50am because I’m always at the end thanks to my last name.)

I will then be able to register with the HPC and actually BE an Occupational Therapist. I can’t believe it.

On Monday, I handed in my final essay of my degree. While the assignment wasn’t too interesting to write, and I’m sure my essay is particularly dull because I had to squeeze so much into a tiny number of words (2500), what I had to read was actually quite interesting. It involved reading about clinical governance, which I thought was rather common sense. Surely it’s natural to expect an individual, or a trust, to ensure that they are as good as they can be, and that they are always trying to improve. Although, this could simply be an assumption based on my natural inclination to keep working, keep learning, be the best.

In the first week of May, we’re holding a ‘conference’, in which each student has to present a skill they learned in an advanced workshop they chose. From the three workshops I chose to attend – postural management, learning disabilities and assistive technology – I decided to do my presentation on assistive technology. No surprise there! Specifically, I chose to do mine on Environmental Control Units instead of Telecare because, while they’re both pretty nifty, I was like a child at Disneyland while we learned about the ECUs.

What’s both scary and absolutely amazing, though, is that only one other person chose to present on ECUs, which means that, as the cohort will be split between two rooms, I will be the only one presenting on ECUs in my room. I will be the expert. The pressure is on, but I want to do an amazing presentation. I mean, I want to go into assistive technology, as technology is definitely my forte, so I need to pull this off. My presentation needs to be stellar, and I need to know the answer to any question they can throw at me, bearing in mind that it’s a fifteen minute presentation with five minutes for questions.

After that, I have nothing more to do until my exam, two weeks later. Except, of course, to go to a study day in London on assistive technology that @willwade has promised I will see the programme for this coming week. I guess he doesn’t understand just how impatiently excited I am!