Honestly though, I needed to see this today. I remember stressing out over my PT school application, nervously awaiting getting accepted, and freaking out over countless assignments, exams, and practicals.
I remember wishing those long days of PT school lecture would end, and how I just needed to survive so many more weeks of clinicals.
After months of preparing and studying, working part time, and attending a loved one’s funeral a few weeks back, I take the most important exam of my life on Wednesday.
All this to say, I’m proud of all that I’ve accomplished the past three years, no matter the result – for better or worse.