Five years ago, I was just starting my 2nd semester of my first year of occupational therapy school (my junior year of college). I lived with three other girls in an apartment on the edge of campus. I had just started dating Tyler in October of the previous year. Gross Anatomy was behind me and I was settling into the rhythm of being in a program with the same 50 students for every single class. We had weekly Grey's Anatomy/study nights, and we stayed up late working hard on projects that we knew were ridiculous but we enjoyed hanging out together anyway. OT was an exciting thing for me. I wasn't burnt out on ADLs, Allen Cognitive Levels, OA, and MOHO at this point. I don't even remember what MOHO means any more. I hope that Dr. George doesn't read my blog.
This photo was taken in one of our OT classes. Can't remember which one, and can't remember why we have strings around our necks.
Have a good Sunday afternoon!
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