first week in london
hello everyone!
what a change from zambia! (no? really? duh!)
it's been a tough couple of weeks for a number of reasons. malaria. pneumonia. and especially because lots of tough things have been going on at home since i've been away. the whole european experience is going to be different. and i don't know how things are going to be, when i come back home.
it's interesting, how swiftly the winds of life can change things! one day you can be certain about lots of things, the next day it can all change, and the only certainty - sorry for the awful cliché - is uncertainty.
i guess for that reason it's important to know that the only real time we have is - now. it's important not to postpone things. it's better to over-express than under-express one's appreciation, gratitude, love, hopes and dreams with one's loved ones. because tomorrow may be too late.
anyway. i don't think this blog will work very well as a journal for my innermost, most personal experiences. i don't think i can, or should, lay it all out in the open here. i just have to say though - thank you to all those who support me, and are there for me. it means so much to me.
so. being so far away from home and having so many things to worry about has not been easy. i was so happy that matthew oliver met me at the airport. it was very nice seeing a familiar face. it's nice to know that there's a kiwi close by.
i am staying at a homestay in east dulwich in the south of london, which is a ten minute bus ride from where i am working, at the maudsley hospital. it's a nice little house, inhabited by a psychotherapist (the owner), her daughter, and a spanish research student who works at the institute of psychiatry. the houses are narrow and all stuck together, but they're tall. i have a nice spacious room with a super comfy double bed, a tv, a wardrobe, and nice big windows.
so far i haven't travelled much around london. just been getting settled in, doing grocery shopping, exploring dulwich village nearby with its quaint streets and shops and restaurants.
in terms of work - so far i have just been introduced to everything, sorted out a timetable, and attended some teaching sessions on cbt (cognitive behavioral therapy). the five weeks here promise to be an interesting experience, i feel, an experience almost completely different to my experience in zambia. my time will be spent in the following ways: sitting in on as many psychotherapy assessments (psychodynamic, cbt, family and group) as i can, attending teaching sessions, attending seminars and presentations, grand rounds, helping out with an rct on bulimia and the use of internet-based cbt, days with the liaison psychiatry service at the nextdoor king's hospital, a trip to the ocd ward, hopefully some days on the wards and meeting some contacts i have been linked to, and also lots of free time - for reading and reading (there is the most amazing library here at the institute of psychiatry), and mucking around on the internet, like what i am doing currently.
i am reminded of a super quote from the movie 'about a boy':
"I find the key is to think of a day as units of time, each unit consisting of no more than thirty minutes. Full hours can be a little bit intimidating and most activities take about half an hour. Taking a bath: one unit, watching countdown: one unit, web-based research: two units, exercising: three units, having my hair carefully disheveled: four units. It's amazing how the day fills up, and I often wonder, to be absolutely honest, if I'd ever have time for a job; how do people cram them in?"
and so it seems, that i will have to master the art of making up days and things to do to fill my consciousness over the next five to six weeks.
the silent patches in between units are tough. during these patches the mind wanders and distresses itself over distressing thoughts and ruminations. these are trying times, but i am trying to keep myself occupied as much as possible. this weekend i plan to go to the city and do some sightseeing, eating, exploring, and other touristy things.
i think i have blabbed for long enough now, trying to kill this empty hour before lunch! more updates next week!
hope everyone and everything is well,
thanks for all the support,
dha
what a change from zambia! (no? really? duh!)
it's been a tough couple of weeks for a number of reasons. malaria. pneumonia. and especially because lots of tough things have been going on at home since i've been away. the whole european experience is going to be different. and i don't know how things are going to be, when i come back home.
it's interesting, how swiftly the winds of life can change things! one day you can be certain about lots of things, the next day it can all change, and the only certainty - sorry for the awful cliché - is uncertainty.
i guess for that reason it's important to know that the only real time we have is - now. it's important not to postpone things. it's better to over-express than under-express one's appreciation, gratitude, love, hopes and dreams with one's loved ones. because tomorrow may be too late.
anyway. i don't think this blog will work very well as a journal for my innermost, most personal experiences. i don't think i can, or should, lay it all out in the open here. i just have to say though - thank you to all those who support me, and are there for me. it means so much to me.
so. being so far away from home and having so many things to worry about has not been easy. i was so happy that matthew oliver met me at the airport. it was very nice seeing a familiar face. it's nice to know that there's a kiwi close by.
i am staying at a homestay in east dulwich in the south of london, which is a ten minute bus ride from where i am working, at the maudsley hospital. it's a nice little house, inhabited by a psychotherapist (the owner), her daughter, and a spanish research student who works at the institute of psychiatry. the houses are narrow and all stuck together, but they're tall. i have a nice spacious room with a super comfy double bed, a tv, a wardrobe, and nice big windows.
so far i haven't travelled much around london. just been getting settled in, doing grocery shopping, exploring dulwich village nearby with its quaint streets and shops and restaurants.
in terms of work - so far i have just been introduced to everything, sorted out a timetable, and attended some teaching sessions on cbt (cognitive behavioral therapy). the five weeks here promise to be an interesting experience, i feel, an experience almost completely different to my experience in zambia. my time will be spent in the following ways: sitting in on as many psychotherapy assessments (psychodynamic, cbt, family and group) as i can, attending teaching sessions, attending seminars and presentations, grand rounds, helping out with an rct on bulimia and the use of internet-based cbt, days with the liaison psychiatry service at the nextdoor king's hospital, a trip to the ocd ward, hopefully some days on the wards and meeting some contacts i have been linked to, and also lots of free time - for reading and reading (there is the most amazing library here at the institute of psychiatry), and mucking around on the internet, like what i am doing currently.
i am reminded of a super quote from the movie 'about a boy':
"I find the key is to think of a day as units of time, each unit consisting of no more than thirty minutes. Full hours can be a little bit intimidating and most activities take about half an hour. Taking a bath: one unit, watching countdown: one unit, web-based research: two units, exercising: three units, having my hair carefully disheveled: four units. It's amazing how the day fills up, and I often wonder, to be absolutely honest, if I'd ever have time for a job; how do people cram them in?"
and so it seems, that i will have to master the art of making up days and things to do to fill my consciousness over the next five to six weeks.
the silent patches in between units are tough. during these patches the mind wanders and distresses itself over distressing thoughts and ruminations. these are trying times, but i am trying to keep myself occupied as much as possible. this weekend i plan to go to the city and do some sightseeing, eating, exploring, and other touristy things.
i think i have blabbed for long enough now, trying to kill this empty hour before lunch! more updates next week!
hope everyone and everything is well,
thanks for all the support,
dha

5 Comments:
Wow.
Dude.
Wow.
Check your Gmail dude.
Do it do it do it!
Hey man.
Cheers for da B'day card, eh?
How did u manage to find such a good foto of me? and topless too??? Wow - have u being spying on me :-)
Man - ur UK experince sounds awesome! Finally no flying insects to attack u :-) Be careful with those pts though - dnt catch anything from them, eh? :-)
Explore London. U will love getting used to all this civilization agghain :-) Yeah - i heard they have running!!!!water!!! and hot water too! wow! :-)
Dnt forget to take some time off too. gets some rest before its all going to be on back home...
I am brinning back some lethal European CH3CH2OH. u will love it.
Wow.
Hope u r over ur infections, man. And feeling better. Physically at least.
Nothing much new here - in the land of sun and sea. More sun and sea. And tans. and food and parties :-)
Wow.
Will soon migrate to the States (30th of Sept)
and will (hopefully) become more internet savvy and available.
So will bomb ur blog like never before :-)
Wow.
Laterzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Ilia
Ooooops!
Forgot to add 'Ilia and Lola'
and forgot to pass along that Lola is super jealous of ur CBT experiences!
(actually. me too :-) )
dude.
wo.
(i believe according to the fundamental rules of muntz grammar and orthography that it should be spelt 'wo', not 'wow'. 'wo' is a completely separate entity to the rather more common 'wow', and thus i believe that you should be punished severely, perhaps by being forced to go on a tomato-only diet, for your heretical acts.)
wo.
dude, you're all over the net, in all your naked glory. it's not hard to find pictures of you!
sun, sea, tans, food and parties sound very nice! you and lola must be having the trip of a lifetime!
my psychotherapy experiences have in fact been non-existent so far. i could't sit in on the two assessments i signed up for, since the patients didn't consent to having a student (arg! i am a student again! damn it!) sit in. so i am yet to witness the wonders of psychodynamic psychotherapy and cbt, just yet. but hopefully soon. :)
safe travels migrating to the states!
WO.
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