Before this semester began, during winterbreak, I really wondered why I chose the path of physical therapy. Part of me was scared of having to apply again for grad school, having to worry about the financial aspect- paying off loans AS I continue grad school which most likely will also mean more loans, taking GRE’s… I can go on forever. It seemed as if it’d be a lot of easier to have chosen something that did not require grad school and look forward to working in a year.
Monday, I went to physics class and thought about how I could totally avoid this class if say I was a business major. Why did I choose physical therapy?! Yesterday, I went to my Motor Control and Learning class and listened to the professor talk about all the things we’ll be learning this semester. I finally remembered WHY I chose physical therapy again. It sounded so interesting already. And then right after that class, I went to Biostatistics. I forgot again why I chose physical therapy right away. So somewhere smushed between physics and biostatistics was a gleaming ray of hope that this semester won’t be miserably tedious, boring, and hard.