4 years of an undergraduate degree followed by 2 years getting a Master’s degree, all you really think about is that first payday when you start your Clinical Fellowship. Something about being paid for the work you are doing – it rights the soul. All those sleepless nights studying, worrying, writing, reading – ugh! If I had been paid for the work I invested in my education, let’s just say you could all come stay with me on my own Alaskan homestead.
Now, some honesty…
Since learning I made it into the battle rounds of presenting at #asha12 , I’ve asked around for advice on how to create these mystical posters. It is quite difficult to find an example online, much less how to go about putting one together. Have no fear, I’ve done all the work for those of you still searching.
Here are a few tips and helpful links to help make an ASHA Convention Poster Presentation: Read the rest of this entry
Are you aware that you have a mammillary body, infundibular stalk, peduncles, and an inferior olive in your brain? Well, you do; but it sounds more like hipster salad ingredients to me. If this comes up on my Neuropathologies quiz tomorrow, I plan to put “hipster salad” on the label; I will get extra points for my quip, I imagine.
“Tough times never last, but tough people do.” ~ Robert H. Schuller
Have you ever thought ASHA was similar to the great Wizard of Oz? I gathered my thoughts, and I have found I enjoy a great many quotes quite relevant to my life:
“Back where I come from, we have universities, seats of great learning, where men go to become great thinkers. And when they come out, they think deep thoughts and with no more brains than you have. But they have one thing you haven’t got: a diploma.”
“Back where I come from there are men who do nothing all day but good deeds. They are called phila… er, phila… er, yes, er, Good Deed Doers.”
“Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain!”
– Wizard of Oz
Graduate school in Speech-Language Pathology. *sigh* I have run through the gammot of words to describe grad school:
In August 2011 it was: “exciting…new…awesome…learn everything…new textbooks….CLIENTS….treatment”
In June 2012 it is: “overwhelming…almost done…new clients….internships…CFY…summer sucks…when is graduation”
As a part of NSSLHA and our Advocacy aspect as Speech-Language Pathologists, we are encouraged and happy to spread information about our profession. Personally, I want more people to know how an SLP can help in more than just one or two aspects of the field. While every profession – nursing, PT, OT, respiratory, teachers – has its place among the disciplines, I am focused on how SLPs can impact more and more people.
A great way to spread the word about our profession and skill-set is to piggy-back off of Nationally recognized “Awareness Months” with an SLP twist. So,if you are looking for a way to stretch our services or reach new clients, may I suggest one of the following:
A few years ago, I made this flyer for CSD Awareness Month – What is a Speech Language Pathologist?. Yet, I think I still missed the mark. Let me break it down – Speech…Language…Pathologist…
- Speech – the coordination of the brain and necessary muscles used to produce speech
- Language – a system of codes, symbols, and sounds that convey meaning and is rule-governed
- Pathologist – a person who deals with the theory and causation of disorders
A Speech-Language Pathologist is qualified to evaluate and diagnose speech, language, cognitive-communication and swallowing disorders. We treat individuals of all ages, from infants to the elderly…and people wonder why a Master’s degree, Clinical Fellowship, and a series of tests are required.
With all the social networks – Twitter, Facebook, Pintrest, Tumblr – which invade us with pictures, quotes, and opinions, I want to share a few of the things I’ve come across over the past few years which have made me smile, laugh, and/or agree with. I wish I had done a better job of tagging where I got the images from; just know the only image in this post that is my own is the one above (purple socks).
<<This book was in a shop in Chattanooga, TN. Perhaps this would be a good book to discuss grief with…this dino just looks so heartbroken.
In therapy you could discuss why he is all by himself, why his neck is awkwardly long, or what death means for his own species.
What a book :)
Ahh, exams. I found this picture in the>>> midst of final exams in Fall 2011.
The perfect comic comes along at the perfect time. I wish I could recall all the things I recalled from the days of studying for hours.