Progress

Yesterday I had my progress meeting for my internship class. We all sat around in a circle and talked about what we were doing and how everything was going. It made me realize that I really need to start writing my journal. At least blogging about this helps me remember what the heck I've been doing every day. Also, listening to what other people are doing for their internships makes me wish I was doing something different. It isn't bad, but I wish it was something that would be useful to me as more than a requirement to get into grad school. I do not plan on ever working at a hospice in the future but I guess any experience is good, right? I went to my internship again today. I made about 35 phone calls (1 year calls). Plus, anyone that I did not call for various reasons, such as a request to only receive mailings or not living in the area, I had to chart why they were not receiving a phone call at this time. That took a few hours. Nearly everyone that I got a hold of didn't really have much to say so it didn't take as long as it could have. One woman seemed to still be having a really hard time. That was the hardest phone call I've had so far. The people I call only know that I'm calling on behalf of hospice. They don't know that I have neither training nor experience and have no idea what I'm doing. She actually asked for my advice. I'm not sure that what I said helped any but I told her she could call hospice if she needed to and she's already in a support group as well as receiving individual counciling. I think she'll be okay. Then, after I made all my calls, I got lunch and when I came back I arranged files for the children in the support groups. I had to go through a list of their names and label a file folder for them. Then, I got all the information and papers we had for each child and put them into the folders. That didn't take nearly as long as the phone calls. That was pretty much it for today.