Older than the Docs

I had to start physical therapy a few weeks ago after tearing up my knee playing dodgeball (of all things)! Its been an interesting thrice weekly event for me... First of all, the docs (can you call them that?) are really pretty cool. They laugh with me, and on one occasion even drew everyone in the office into a debate with me on which celebrities had nose jobs... while massaging my leg, of course. I'm getting better slowly too, so the overall experience has been positive, despite the pain.

The one thing I haven't yet been able to get over has been the fact that the two physical therapists that I see are younger than me. Both of them. This is the first time I've gone to see someone to 'fix' me and they've not even been my age. I understand this is inevitable. I'm getting older, and students are continually graduating with fancy degrees allowing them to work in these professions. This is the first time this has happened though, and I find the it extremely discomforting. Maybe the second time this happens will be easier. Or maybe the feeling never goes away. I find myself thinking "I could have been a doctor by now"... if only I'd enjoyed chemistry. I'm successful and happy where I'm at, but the positive stigma of being a doctor still sticks with me. Knowing I could have done that already in my life irks me. I suppose I just have to take a deep breath, realize I'll be dealing with this the rest of my life now, or start a mission to find old doctors. Haha!

Thankfully I have good and amusing doctors.

Its been a while...

So it has... I think I've had too much going on to focus on writing. I'm working on grad school applications (scary!), the associated personal statements, taking care of my cats, traveling for work, breaking myself playing dodgeball, etc. And now I should have the time to write since I'm down and out with a bum knee, but I find I'm just exhausted and frustrated continually since I really can't jump up and run around the block or walk down the street to the park or simply get out easily.

The thing is, life is good right now. Yeah, there are bumps and twists, but overall, the past 2 years have been the most enjoyable two straight years I've had in memory. I feel like I'm complaining unnecessarily because all the bumps and twists are temporary and even still, good things are happening.

I went to my sister's baby shower last weekend - she's having a girl in 3 weeks! I'm so baffled by the different paths our lives have taken, though Em does seem happy, which is a good thing. Her boyfriend is a darling too, which is fabulous! I'm convinced the child will be born with a southern accent... I'll just have to take up for NYC visits to cure it. ;)