That's Just Speechie!

The wandering ramblings of a Speechie Student at the UofA.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Couple stuff

Hi guys!

Big day today - I defended my thesis proposal (NOT my thesis... this is just the beginning of the process, not the end!) this morning, and it went really well. I have some edits to make to my proposal, and then it will be off to ethics!

Elizabeth

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Thursday, February 21, 2008

Just the blahs

Hello friends!

It is yet ANOTHER glorious day here in Edmonton (5*C and beautifully sunny!). I have had a lovely day. Which I especially appreciate given how 'blah' I had been feeling earlier in the month.

In fact, my lack of motivation, hypersomnia, changes in appetite, and general 'Debbie Downer' mood had me a little bit concerned that perhaps I was depressed. Jason told me that I really wasn't being myself, and wondered if I shouldn't be seeing the doctor about it. Kathie suggested maybe it was just the February blahs. I really didn't know. I didn't feel really 'sad,' so depression seemed a bit much. Yet it hadn't been a particulary grey or gloomy month either, so the 'blahs' didn't really fit either.

It must have been the blahs. The temperature has risen, the sun has been out every day, and I've been feeling like a new person. Yesterday I ran outside for the first time in (I'm embarassed to say) months. It was more of a walk than a run, and I had an asthma attack, but I was out there giving my best and it felt really good. I ran again today and had a much better time of it. Short-ish - only 20 minutes - but that's still better than being a lump of lard on the couch! So I'm celebrating being active and enjoying the sun, and I'm looking forward to more days where I can chug down the sidewalk listening to some of my favorite songs.*

I now have a new snowboard, so tonight I'm going to put my bindings (peeing men and all!) on it. Tomorrow I'll head over to Snow Valley and practice up some more - hopefully a shorter board will help me to feel more in control, and I'll be able to figure this turning thing out. Let's just say I'm hopeful, if not expectant. ;)

My clinic partner has been gone this week, and I've therefore had 2 solo sessions. Tuesday's was excellent - I was working with just 1 of the 3 girls, and she achieved some good things. I also made progress on some of my personal goals (like accurately taking data and being really enthusiastic and responsive to her accurate productions). Today's session... well, I was nervous. And I rarely get nervous. I'm very confident in my abilities as a student SLP. I know my strengths, I know my weaknesses, and I can work with them. But today I had a parent observing.

In my heart of hearts, I am an old-school, directive SLP. I do my thing in my room, then send the child home, and the parents are excited about the progress. I write them reports, they read them, maybe we conference... but I'm in charge, and clinic is separate from home. If I had no guidance, this is how I would run treatment. This is NOT the best way to do speech/language therapy. I, as the clinician, see the client for maybe an hour a week. They, as the parents, see the child... well, lots more. Treatment is most effective when the SLP can coach the parents so that they can provide the treatment at home. The SLP brings the speech/language expertise, but the family brings the 'child' expertise. They know their kid. They know what motivates him, what frustrates him, what works for him. You help them figure out tasks that move the child towards his goal, and then they work on them at home as well. You coach, facilitate, advise... and work yourself out of the picture. The ideal SLP is the one who winds up making herself obsolete to each client.

So having a parent in the room is a challenge for me. I feel a bit intimidated, and a LOT overwhelmed. Now I have to run the session, manage behavior, take data, AND include a parent. That means explaining what I'm doing in each task and WHY (vital! vital! Otherwise people think that all you're doing is coloring. Or climbing stairs. Or making a cow 'moo.' They don't see that each task also has a communicative component), and providing the parent with a role for each task. It's so great if you can include a parent, demonstrate the task, and then let her take over. You also want to ask for her input about her child. Does this task suit her child? Can she think of something that might work better? Can she see herself trying something similar at home? Does she have questions, comments, concerns, or advice? Including a parent in a session goes beyond having her watch - it's a chance for EVERYONE to learn. The child at the activity, the parent from the coaching, and the SLP from the parent's expertise.

I was therefore very pleased to sit down with my supervisor afterwards and have her tell me that I did an excellent job. I missed a few things, of course, and would love a second opportunity to go further in talking with mum than I did, but I did a solidly good job of having mum in the room. I successfully explained the rationale for our activities, talked with her about things her daughter finds motivating and frustrating, shared stories about her daughter's previous sessions, and invited her to provide any feedback she wanted, either today in person, or in the future through a communication book. It went really well. Yay!! I was so pleased.

So pleased that I went to the knitting store and bought the supplies for a new afghan!** It's going to be dark purple with wide turquoise bands and narrow lime green stripes. So cute. The lady at the store told me that she "likes people who are adventurous with colour." That's me! :D I'm excited to get started on it, so I'm going to go and get started.

I'm so glad it was just the blahs... it's so much better to be excited and loving life!

Elizabeth


*The Killers - All these things that I've done
SheDaisy - Don't worry 'bout a thing
Lily Allen - Alfie
Usher - Yeah


**Yes, I have one that's almost done. It's currently in Wetaskiwin. As soon as I get it, I'll put this new one on hold and finish the old one. But for now... it's all about the casting on.

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008

I don't think my red coat is going to match this board...

Maybe brown? Or orange? Or pink? It has to go with my new black skipants....




(Mine's got the pink bottom with brown script.)

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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Lovely, lovely

Good morning friends!

It's a beautiful morning here - in fact, the whole weekend was gorgeous. It's funny how Alberta can go from -40* to above freezing in just a week or two.

We had a long weekend this weekend, which was fantastic. Jason and I took Jacob snowboarding twice, and we all had a good time. Jake is just learning, so I wasn't feeling totally left behind, but it made it harder for Jason to try and teach me to carve - a teacher can only teach so many students! One lady actually asked Jason what time his lesson was done at, I think in the hopes that he might be available to teach her child a thing or two. :) My carving is not carving yet - I'm still working on learning to turn, and that's not going so well. I'm much better than I was before, but I still chicken out and cancel lots of my turns halfway through. Someone needs to get over her fears. Oh well - I'll just keep going and practicing, and one day I'll get it!

Friday night we played games with one of Jason's co-wordkers and his family, and that was a lot of fun. It wound up being a really late night, and I was totally falling asleep at the te table, but it was worth it. Zombies!!! is such a great game. I just love it! And Carcasonne is cool, too - but I still don't understand the scoring. This makes it difficult to play with strategy. :)

Last night we went out for dinner with my familiy, and they were laughing at me and my stories about my attempts to snowboard. My mum leapt in with "but she does have some genetic anomalies...*" and Jason said "I know" in a very deadpan sort of way. I'm so glad I bring so much pleasure to my family.

So that was my weekend. I think this week is going to be a busy one. I'm meeting Karlie for tea today, then Jason and I are hanging out with Jake tonight. I need to get my defence presentation all together and ready to go, and I'd like to see if I can find some new (and affordable!) snowboard boots. Ah life!

Bye!
Ela

*I have a funny bone in my back that pushes my hips/legs out of alignment when I don't stand up straight. I also have abnormally short quads. My mum assures that this is why I look like a demented giraffe on rollerskates when I try to stand up from my bum when snowboarding. I'm not sure that's quite the reason, but I'll roll with it for now... :D

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Monday, February 11, 2008

"Boys," she said with disgust.

Just a quick anecdote for you tonight...

The other day I walked up behind Jason just after he'd finished changing his shirt so we could head out somewhere.

"Oh, honey," I said. "I think you need to put on a different shirt. This one reeks."

"Really?" he asked. "That's weird - it's clean, right off the shelf."

"Are you sure?" I queried, knowing his tendencies to (a) leave dirty clothes lying all over his place, and (b) pick stuff up off the floor to wear.

"I'm sure. What's it smell like?"

"It smells like...." I took a deep whiff. "It smells like...." Another deep breath in, and "It smells like rank a**, to be honest. What did you GET on this shirt, Jason?"

"I don't know," he replied, pulling it over his head. Pressing the shirt to his face, he inhaled. "It smells fine to me, Ela."

He tossed it over to me, and I too pressed it to my face and breathed in. "Weird - it smells fine now..."

"JASON. YOU JERK!! YOU FARTED, DIDN'T YOU? You STOOD there and FARTED and let me stand behind you and SMELL IT!"

Jason burst out laughing. "I didn't mean to! I didn't really even realize I'd let one slip. It was tiny, I swear!"

Boys!

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Sunday, February 03, 2008

Wishing...

It's been a lovely weekend. The weather's been glorious (well, comparatively!), the food's been good (dinner with Jason's family for an early celebration of Chinese New Year's), and the workload has been light (got all our clinic planning done Thursday, and my thesis proposal and ethics application are both in for editing). Nevertheless, my Sunday evening melancholy has set in (as it is wont to do), and I am feeling a wee bit wistful.

What do I wish for?

1) I wish for more motivation. While I'm on top of the things that need doing, I certainly had some extra time this weekend that could have been used to get ahead. I am not ahead. I have, however, consumed a ridiculous amount of Mini Eggs (no Eggies, those things are revolting), watched Mr. & Mrs. Smith, and somehow leveled up my WoW paladin to 70 (a fact meaning nothing to those of my readers who reside in the real world *grin*). I have friends who use extra moments to move ahead, to better themselves, to organize, to clean, to study. I use them to nap. *sigh* I wish I weren't such a lazy bum. I also wish that this wasn't something I could actually work on. Having written it down, I'm well aware that this is something I can do something about. *wink*

2) I wish there were more hours in the day, and that schedules didn't collide so often. I spent time with friends and with Jason's family this weekend, but there were at least 3 more sets of friends I'd have like to have seen, as well as perhaps seeing something of my family (tricky with no vehicle at the moment, but probably doable). Yet trying to squish plans with 8 or 12 people into weekend is kind of difficult. It also conflicts with valuable napping time (see point #1, above).

3) I wish bacon weren't so tempting. Actually, breakfast in general. How can one say no to bacon, sausage, eggs, and hashbrowns? And even though I don't really want the toast, I always have to eat at least half a slice of it... what's breakfast without some strawberry jam?!

In short, I ate all kinds of deliciously bad food this weekend, lazed about with people I like and love, and got no work done whatsoever. I'm not really looking forward to it being Monday tomorrow - let's call it a long weekend, shall we?

Love,
Elizabeth