Terrible Times

My last rotation left me feeling inadequate, stupid, frustrated, disorganized and like I could do nothing right.  Although others have had similar problems with this particular rotation, I cannot imagine any of them have been as bad as my experience.  I literally could do almost nothing right for two full weeks, and was told so at fairly regular intervals.  Anything I did miraculously accomplish correctly according to the invisible standards of the rotation was left ignored.  I was told I needed to delegate to other students on the rotation who were as busy, if not busier, than I was.  I was told the clinicians were there to help, but whenever I needed any, there were none to be found.  I was tricked and humiliated in front of others during rounds.  I'm just happy it's over, and that I can move on to better rotations where the focus is on learning and growing rather than belittling and antagonizing.  Whew.  Vent over.

In the precious few hours these last two weeks I wasn't at school being tortured, I managed to get out for a few good rides with Wayne.  He trailered Obsidian up for the weekend and we spent three days riding together.  The first was a full-moon ride through the recently harvested wheat fields, the other two were Obsidian's first Moscow Mountain rides.  She did AMAZING for both.  Obstacles on the mountain that Jasper and I have been struggling with for months she cleared and approached with ease, level-headedness and professionalism.  I was very, very proud of her for being such a good girl.  I think Wayne has finally found himself a wonderful equine partner!

PJ on Rosie and ponying Ron-G, Wayne on Obsidian. Sammy's on the left along with another brown dog PJ was watching for the week.

Obsidian focusing hard to be sure she gets her first mountain ride just right.

Sid in my pasture looking beautiful.

Dusty moonlight ride...and Bongo, of course.

This was another ride Kristen and I took a week or so ago in the evening.  So beautiful in the fall!