On February 15th, 2017, I will return to the College of Massage Therapists of Ontario to re-do the hearing in which I gave evidence in regarding an issue from December, 2011. I'm not looking forward to it. The original incident was traumatic. The hearing was traumatic. Finding out the successful outcome was overturned was traumatic. The state of how women and girls are treated in systems that are supposed to protect them is less than ideal.
If you're in Toronto that day and want to show your solidarity or support, it would mean a great deal to me for you to attend part of that hearing. I understand it is open to the public.
PM me for any further information.
In August 2016, after a million years of grad school, I left my home in Toronto to pursue my clinical residency in Thunder Bay on the north shore of Lake Superior. This blog is intended to keep the folks I love and left behind appraised of my goings on -- and to let them know when I might need a surge of love and support. Let's see if this high achieving grad student can actually finish this degree!
Sunday, January 15, 2017
Sunday, January 8, 2017
Back to Blurk
Sorry folks; I can't get the video to be right-side-up. :(
So on to other things...
Nancy invited me over to her house to hang out with her and her daughter while we "decorated" xmas cookies.
I ate a considerable number of them
These ones made it back to my appartment.
Others weren't so lucky.
My super-cool supervisor from Lakehead Psychiatric Hospital took me out to lunch on my last day there. This was incredibly appreciated as I was feeling like a total Grinch about xmas. Her husband is some kind of hilarious awesome dude who buys strange things from thrift shops and duct-tapes them to her dashboard. He is a psychiatrist. I am now convinced that there are kindred spirits in Thunder Bay in the mental health community.
Sean came to visit for the xmas break and it made us both VERY happy indeed. We did stuff. There were presents and a turkey. We had the other interns over for Festivus Lite. I did not hospitalize my fellow intern with extremely serious food allergies. We went to Kanga's Sauna and Pancake House (yes, you read that correctly). I lost my bathing suit (I honestly do not know how this happened).
Even little Dr. King (Luther) came with Sean. The cats were not that excited about their reunion.
However...
Thatcher seemed very happy to have a visit with her boy-hooman.
They've gone back home and it's been just us red-headed gals for a week now. Back to the routine. I'm .80 at Children's Centre now with only educationals and one client at the mental health outpatient (MHOP) clinic. The goal for the next 8 months is to basically become a psychologist and be able to practice near-independently by the end. So diving right into assessments and interesting therapy cases (that I wish I could talk about but hey, confidentiality). I learned the WPPSI-IV and WISC-V (intelligence tests for toddlers/preschoolers and children-up-to-16-years). Oh, and I'll be supervising a junior PhD Lakehead student for a while too.
I'm busy. I miss you. I hope to hear from you soon.
Oh, and it's only going down to -18C overnight. Whoo-hoo!
So on to other things...
Nancy invited me over to her house to hang out with her and her daughter while we "decorated" xmas cookies.
I ate a considerable number of them
These ones made it back to my appartment.
Others weren't so lucky.
My super-cool supervisor from Lakehead Psychiatric Hospital took me out to lunch on my last day there. This was incredibly appreciated as I was feeling like a total Grinch about xmas. Her husband is some kind of hilarious awesome dude who buys strange things from thrift shops and duct-tapes them to her dashboard. He is a psychiatrist. I am now convinced that there are kindred spirits in Thunder Bay in the mental health community.
Sean came to visit for the xmas break and it made us both VERY happy indeed. We did stuff. There were presents and a turkey. We had the other interns over for Festivus Lite. I did not hospitalize my fellow intern with extremely serious food allergies. We went to Kanga's Sauna and Pancake House (yes, you read that correctly). I lost my bathing suit (I honestly do not know how this happened).
Even little Dr. King (Luther) came with Sean. The cats were not that excited about their reunion.
However...
Thatcher seemed very happy to have a visit with her boy-hooman.
They've gone back home and it's been just us red-headed gals for a week now. Back to the routine. I'm .80 at Children's Centre now with only educationals and one client at the mental health outpatient (MHOP) clinic. The goal for the next 8 months is to basically become a psychologist and be able to practice near-independently by the end. So diving right into assessments and interesting therapy cases (that I wish I could talk about but hey, confidentiality). I learned the WPPSI-IV and WISC-V (intelligence tests for toddlers/preschoolers and children-up-to-16-years). Oh, and I'll be supervising a junior PhD Lakehead student for a while too.
I'm busy. I miss you. I hope to hear from you soon.
Oh, and it's only going down to -18C overnight. Whoo-hoo!
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