“What is ‘hurry sickness’,” I wondered, eyeing the title of a podcast episode with deep suspicion. As if we need another sickness to ravage the earth when we are so close to being done with covid-19!
symptoms:irritability (see how you react around those closest to you); hypersensitivity (a minor comment could throw off your day); restlessness (when you try to relax, you can’t); workaholism or nonstop activity; emotional numbness; out of order priorities (you’re busier than ever and still feel like you don’t have time for what matters most); lack of care for your body (not enough sleep, less exercise); escapist behaviors (when you are too tired to properly relax, so you turn to your distracting drug of choice– netflix, instagram, etc.); slippage of spiritual disciplines (no more prayer, worship on Saturday or Sunday, etc.); isolation (disconnect from God or others).
Spoiler: after listening, and self-diagnosing, I realized I have hurry sickness. I have a lot on my plate, and some of these symptoms definitely ring true for me. But I have decent grades, so I’ll take that as a sign that if I’m up to my ears in work, at least I’m not drowning.
Update: it’s interesting to come back to a blog post a week or two later, because a lot can change in that time. Both my Continuity Care patient and school patient were on spring break, so I did not work with them. All I had left was my job at my mom’s psychology practice and homework. It was, to put it lightly, absolute bliss.
I am not one to shirk responsibility. But wow, it felt so good to do so little– at least in comparison to the usual! On day one of my break, I decided to surprise my boyfriend. I created a google survey. This google survey was meant to ask questions about what type of surprise date he would want without giving everything away.
One of my questions was “how far do you want to go”, with answers ranging from “I am NOT leaving the bed” to “5 to 15 mins” to “you can take me to another state and I’d be happy as long as I’m with you”.
I asked about clothing. I asked about the type of date (casual, imprint of the pillow on your cheek, OR fancy enough for a dress shirt).
Lastly, because feedback is always good:
With some great answers in mind, I got to work planning the date. And, let me just say: I have mad respect for guys now, because planning a surprise date can be hard!
Grad school is going well. I am learning two types of intellectual assessments that I really want to use in my future: the WAIS and the WISC (Weschler Intelligence Scale for Children). Working with kids would be a dream come true because a) kids benefit the most from the right diagnosis (intervening early is key), b) they have less records, and c) they’re cute.
One thing I’ve noticed from watching my mom, with both our friends’ kids and at work, is that she’s great with them. She seems to know intuitively how to teach kids things or get on their good side, all while making it seem like it was their idea in the first place. I hope I will be that good at my job.
I have another life update: since the reopening of LA Fitness, I’ve been going a lot more. Yesterday, I went to a HIIT class (one is normally charged extra for it, but I asked the instructor, and she let me try the last ten minutes). Neon red lights, a pulsing dance beat, and the combined energy of six fit females greeted me when I walked through the door. I’ve also been lifting more weights, which is a nice addition to my previous run-around-the-neighborhood-and-do-a-youtube-workout routine.
Lastly, this past week, I’ve discovered the benefit of a tailor. Tailoring clothing is not just for the wealthy, the famous, or the girl going to prom; flair’s cleaners often charges under $20 per piece. I brought in an authentic vintage dress that I thrifted for 8 dollars, but was too loose around the waist.
I have more to add, but because this blog post is veering dangerously close to novella length, I’m going to cut it short. I guess what I want to conclude with is that life has been treating me really well. Never underestimate the power of a break!