The things you never say.

Don't ask. Don't let them know.

Don't let them know that you're struggling. Like hell, you've got one heck of a caseload and they expect you to be able to treat it and deal with it like a professional. Oh, you get the odd question tossed at you about how you're doing and whether you're managing all right and you smile and nod and tell them that you're getting back into things and that you're doing "okay." *grin*

But toss neurological conditions and people getting wobbly and falling over and expect me to summon up knowledge in a heartbeat? I seriously feel I'm so not into this. I'm not even sure if this is me.

Mrs So-and-so asked me, "Do you like physiotherapy?"

And all I can say is, "Its interesting....yeah, the things you see, you know..."

I think that is seriously sad.

I am grateful for the opportunity of a job and the ability to live and work like a professional. But I feel so inadequately prepared as well as overloaded with work. I'm not sure.

I'm not sure anymore.

I guess the prep for work comes from my part. Seriously didn't think that work would be this busy. Tomorrow, I have one FCUKING workload to get through just to survive the day. Hoping I don't die and crack in the middle of it all would be challenge I would like to see myself get through.

I desperately need to learn how to dance/go for dance again. I need to find some serenity in the madness of the working world.