Second semester technically begins tomorrow, although we’ve had 2 of our classes open early, and yesterday I was beginning to work on my pharmacology class. Based on my nursing school experience, I am thinking this will be one helluva class, and likely demand a great deal of time. Rightfully so, too. I will be prescribing medications to patients, and it’s important to know what the hell I am doing.

My intention for today was to start on my other classes, which opened up this morning, apparently. My phone was blowing up with text messages from my classmates, making sure everyone knew there was stuff to do. But I was thoroughly distracted, because I received an email this morning from the doctor who put me down this path back in 2014.

The journal entry regarding the first steps down that path begins here.

I wrote Doc C last semester, because I wanted to ask if she would be interested in having me work with her as an NP student once clinical rotations began this coming summer. It takes time to do the paperwork, so I wanted to get a head start on it. But I hadn’t heard from her. I thought she either couldn’t financially swing the cost of educating an NP student (unlike med students, the government doesn’t compensate preceptors for an NP education, which causes the preceptor’s practice to absorb the costs), or worse, she wasn’t interested in working with me anymore.

Yeah, I can be a little catastrophic in my thinking at times.

But this morning, months after I sent her that email, she responds. And I have been edgy and floaty and basically internally squealing like some preteen fan girl. She has asked me to join her THIS SPRING, and although she is moving her practice in a different direction, she would still like to eventually send Lyme patients to me wherever I choose to take my practice. And by the way, “how do you feel about functional medicine?”

So, I am still composing my response to her, because I want to come across as level headed, and thoughtful, and basically not a squealing fan girl. I want her to know I would love to work with her, but I am not sure what my role would be considering I am only 1 semester into my education, and that even if I dont get credit hours for this Spring, I would still love to shadow her, at the very least. Perhaps we could experiment with my role in her practice, so that by summer, when I can get credit hours, we have a clear direction for what my duties can be in her office.

I still consider her absolutely brilliant as a physician, and I know I can learn so much from her. She is a rare find, that doctor. She has the mind and training of a physician, but the heart and bedside manner of a nurse.



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