Tuesday, October 28, 2008
something is testing my limits.
pushing me to the edges.
"Gender Identity Disorder."
something is testing me.
but showing me.
the other side.
the way "they" operate.
and it makes my voice louder.
i stand taller.
something is happening
Friday, October 24, 2008
an interesting day.
i attended a medical research day conference.
a room. covered in medical students, "professionals"...
it started with a type of speech or presentation.
something along the lines of "Qualitative research can carry a lot of useful information, i think"
and my attention was caught.
questions. with answers.
no one's doing anything about language.
a common ground?
how are we supposed to understand one another?
and my research meant nothing today.
quantitative. graphs. medication. and so it started.
i carried myself with a smile.
but had little to share.
because my interests were not interesting today.
at medical research day.
and then something.
a whole slot of presentations allocated to interprofessional education and collaboration.
the notion of power.
an interest in power/knowledge - Foucault.
the medical gaze.
i watched as the doctor's squirmed in their seats.
i am learning about education.
about the way health care professionals are educated.
about the way they could be educated...to work collaboratively.
to decrease or eliminate stereotypes and hierarchy. the tensions that separate them from one another.
but mostly..an education design that could possibly improve the quality of health care...
and it's interesting.
fascinating at times.
but today was something else...
in those rooms.
with those people.
today was observation and tension.
i could spend all night rewriting what today was.
but instead i'll take a bath and wash it off.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
something new to wake up to.
with people. and voices on paper.
this is education.
and i'm learning. or absorbing.
interprofessional education and collaboration.
the collaboration piece intrigues me.
finding a common language.
or something to communicate with.
so that we could collaborate.
full. and filling.
this weekend marked an official end and beginning.
paper in hand.
proud and tall.
tears and sweat.
this isn't over yet.
i feel so close to something.
but not really there yet...
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
a group. or people.
a piece of art.
something to share.
or speak for.
and it's good.
the cat sleeps.
and the sky is cold.
this is turning.
i'm slowly reading a book. about love.
and mixed up.
and art. is keeping me
awake at night.
i dreamt of you.
and i'm learning
how to speak