So I am finally doing it. I am going back to school. I have decided I want to be a physical therapist.
I was having some physical therapy done and realized how much I would love to do it. I will start by getting my PTA degree and then work as a PTA until I get my PT degree.
Filling out apps and forms and such, it is a little daunting. But I so want to do this. I want a better life for myself.
I feel led to this. I hope that makes sense.
On other news: I have been diagnosed with PCOS. Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. A lot of people freak when I tell them this, thinking that cysts are synonomous with cancer of the ovaries. This is a syndrome. I am not dying. I have insulin resistance which cause hormone changes, which causes cysts on my ovaries instead of ovulating. TMI? Too bad. I could tell you about the growing of hair in some places and the loosing of hair in other places, acne and a plethera of other things but I am sure you don't want to hear that too. The doc has put me on mentformin which is wonderful, that is a lie. I am nauseous constantly. Doc says things will level out soon. I am okay with a little nausea as long as I can be relatively normal.
We finished the Artist's Way. I planning on going through it again. I was busy moving at the time to get the full affect. I do recommend it. It opens a lot of doors that one would think were closed forever.
Our house is great! I love it. Room to move and dance and love! It is the gate for our new life. And now we are back full circle.
I have a lot of hope right now.