Enjoy these three simple and fun fine motor activities for kids….
One of my former OTA students, Karina, has a FABULOUS imagination and creative streak. I was very impressed with the things she came up with. I’ve been meaning to post these for a long time.
"If you can’t make fart noises, you might as well not be a pediatric OT." – former professor
"If you’re board certified in pediatrics, you know how to use a whoopee cushion." – former professor
"Embarassing moments" story told by a post-professional OTD student to the class.
Nurse: You have to rub this lube into his balls…
Jane: I don’t think I’ve touched another man’s balls
Nurse: You better get used to it…”
Jane: “…and that’s why I’m in peds now…"
"It’s like when you’re doing research and you look at one website and then another and then another. And then five hours later you’re watching a video on how to feed a giraffe.” – different former professor
"Safety would be easy if it weren’t for the people." – an overheard quote given to us by professor
Stumbled across these quotes while looking for something else…had to share. 🙂
It’s been a looooong time since I’ve posted. In fact, I wrote what’s below in JUNE 2021 and it took me this long to actually post it. ::shame::
Starting in November 2016 until just recently, my life has involved a lot of death and upheaval. My grandfather, my father, my cat, and most recently my mother.
I’m starting to emerge. I’ve recently been doing some presentations to elementary school children on my children’s book, The Centipede Who Couldn’t Tie His Shoes, and the editing/journey of writing a book. I’ve also done one on mental health and energy conservation, and a few on using children’s books to increase awareness of disability.
Lately, I’ve started working on a blog post about my mom’s time in hospice and all the OT-related things I learned during my year and half of caregiving. Most specifically, things that improved her quality of life and therefore ours.
My mom passed away in January of 2020 due to progression of metastatic breast cancer, which was primarily in her bones. Luckily, she was able to pass away peacefully at home.
My non-OT journal of my mother’s journey is here:
Mostly this blog post is to say I still exist and I think about this blog all the time and I need to start writing again and I think my writer’s block has to do with wanting to first get out my mom-hospice post before I start writing more about other stuff. (The block isn’t that I can’t think of what to write about, it’s just that I keep avoiding writing!)
What will also help is if this blog post actually goes up as I do much better when I can post via e-mail than have to sign in. 🙂
Update: Considering it’s now November 2021 you’d think I’d have finally gotten that hospice/palliative care/death and dying blog post done….but noooo. Hopefully soon. Since as of today, fingers crossed, the post by e-mail issue is fixed.