And they got me PINK roses to match!
Friday, September 3, 2010
Beach Cruiser
Happy Birthday to ME!!! I've been hinting for about a year now! Chad and the kids are soooo sweet!
And they got me PINK roses to match!
And they got me PINK roses to match!
Our Medical Journey: Residency
Undergrad seems like a lifetime ago. Medical school is a distant past. The real world feels like the distant future...
It's a resident, is what we are. The transition from Med School to residency seemed stark although we didn't move until after internship year. We stayed with the University of Oklahoma for Chad to do his Surgery year.
I went from too much Chad in 4th year med school, to who was that Chad guy that used to be my husband?
At that time, we were living in Oklahoma, but I felt like a filthy rich somebody that year. Our rent was only $600 a month for a lovely home and for the first time in 4 years we got a pay check. Hey kids lets go get ice cream! No, not from the grocery store!
The next year led us to University of Tennessee where we bought our first house and Chad learned he did NOT want to be a radiologist.
Three months later I was laying on the floor upstairs in my master bedroom gripping the carpet screaming NO!!!!!!!! as the movers piled all my belongings in a moving van. It was raining outside. I got drug away, anyway.
Even the movers laughed as they pulled up to our 916 sq foot cinder block hut in Florida. It's been a tough year. The good news is that Chad loves anesthesiology. Cougar loves his school. And I actually love living in Florida and get to move into a new house in 12 days and counting.
One of the most difficult parts of going from Medical School to Residency is learning that Loan companies lie. Learning that all those loans that they promised wouldn't come due until AFTER residency are forcing repayment. As if residency doesn't pay poorly all ready. It is a very aggravating challenge.
I am very proud of Chad for all of his hard work to get where he is now. While I didn't always get my way, I know that we are where we are supposed to be, doing what we are supposed to be doing.
It's a resident, is what we are. The transition from Med School to residency seemed stark although we didn't move until after internship year. We stayed with the University of Oklahoma for Chad to do his Surgery year.
I went from too much Chad in 4th year med school, to who was that Chad guy that used to be my husband?
At that time, we were living in Oklahoma, but I felt like a filthy rich somebody that year. Our rent was only $600 a month for a lovely home and for the first time in 4 years we got a pay check. Hey kids lets go get ice cream! No, not from the grocery store!
The next year led us to University of Tennessee where we bought our first house and Chad learned he did NOT want to be a radiologist.
Three months later I was laying on the floor upstairs in my master bedroom gripping the carpet screaming NO!!!!!!!! as the movers piled all my belongings in a moving van. It was raining outside. I got drug away, anyway.
Even the movers laughed as they pulled up to our 916 sq foot cinder block hut in Florida. It's been a tough year. The good news is that Chad loves anesthesiology. Cougar loves his school. And I actually love living in Florida and get to move into a new house in 12 days and counting.
One of the most difficult parts of going from Medical School to Residency is learning that Loan companies lie. Learning that all those loans that they promised wouldn't come due until AFTER residency are forcing repayment. As if residency doesn't pay poorly all ready. It is a very aggravating challenge.
I am very proud of Chad for all of his hard work to get where he is now. While I didn't always get my way, I know that we are where we are supposed to be, doing what we are supposed to be doing.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
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