| Wednesday, May 24, 2006 |
| Craziness |
I feel like one of those chickens running around with its head cut off. Or like one of those arcade games where you're supposed to punch those little plastic things, but they just keep popping up.
Just so much to do. So much to remember to take care of ... pack. apply for jobs. pack for Philly when I get back from Africa. buy the things I probably won't be able to get over there. call people I need to talk to. pay all my bills before they're due. etc.
I have this list of things to do, but no sooner do I write something down, than I forget three other things that I was supposed to write down!
Ah well. Thus is life.
In spite of the sure fact that I know I will forget to do/bring something important, I am so excited to go to Zambia on Monday. I find myself in shock that this whole thing has worked out. I think back to the first time that I thought about it - I asked my program director if students ever did rotations overseas. He said no. So I thought I'd just give up, after talking to my clinical coordinator one more time just to make sure it really wasn't an option.
A few months later, a physician who taught some classes went on a missions trip with the Christian Medical and Dental Association, and I asked him what he thought about me using a trip like that as a clinical rotation. He was so enthusiastic about it that I approached my clinical coordinator again - and this time, she said yes! Since it was something that I obviously was seriously interested in, she thought we could work something out.
Through a lot of searching and emailing, I decided I wanted to go somewhere for the whole 6 weeks (a two-week missions trip is not enough). My first rotation was at an HIV clinic in downtown Philadelphia, and I really loved it. Because Africa is an area that has a particular problem with HIV/AIDS, I felt that it would be beneficial to me to see a different aspect of the disease and its care. So I chose a clinic in Africa that deals with these problems.
So that's basically how it all worked out. Through it all, I can't help but see the hand of God in everything. I look back and wonder how on earth all of this actually happened. I do know this - it is obviously where the Lord wants me to be, and I am so excited to see what He has in store for me while I'm there.
I guess I should stop writing and get to work on all those things I need to do. |
posted by emily @ 9:03 AM  |
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Hi Em. I'm looking at your site right now. Have a great trip!
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Ms. Em...
I am so proud of you, but at the same time jealous that you are there!! I look forward to checking this blogsite regularly to see how things are going. As in all realms of this crazy "PA school existence" of the past 2 years, your time in Zambia will go by very fast, so ENJOY!! Take care...and watch out for those mosquitoes!!!
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Roommate...hope your trip was safe and fun! I can't wait to hear what it's like and how things are!!!!!!!
Write soon...love you so much...praying for you lots!
Love, Jen :o)
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Hi Em. I'm looking at your site right now. Have a great trip!