Today I had my follow-up appointment from my hospitalization where I got some rather sobering news. There’s a good possibility that I will need to be on blood thinners for the rest of my life if the hematologist cannot come up with a causation for the blood clots. I am also getting a series of additional tests and work-ups. In light of all that has happened, I felt it prudent that I drop from 15 credits to 9 credits in my Masters in Social Work program. I need weekday mornings available to me for doctors and specialist appointments. I am trying to stay positive though. I really want to be a social worker badly. This is obviously going to be the best job in the whole world.
Now I just have to move forward and do the best I can in light of this. At least I was in the add/drop period so I could drop the practicum and the co-requisite class for a full refund and not have a W on my transcript. This is important. I wish I didn’t feel like I failed. I wish I didn’t feel like a failure and I wish I wasn’t so full of self blame right now. I never saw this coming though. I was completely blindsided. It’s now up to me to do the best job that I can for the remaining 9 credits. I simply must put forth the maximum amount of effort and I will.
I didn’t bank on a three year track to get my masters degree but such as the state of things. This means it will take longer for me to sit for the licensed clinical social worker exam to become one but, if anything, becoming poor has taught me patience. And patient I shall be. It will happen eventually. I still have relative youth on my side and I will do what it takes to get where I have to be.