Scrubs on the Ground

I received a most appreciated phone call last Friday...

So I rushed to the hospital to pick up my lunch date

who was standing there waiting for me like this

It was so sweet!!!

We proceeded to have a good time kinda like this...

But, like all good things in life,

good things must come to an end.

After dropping him off at the hospital,

I was driving away feeling like this...

However, as I was driving through the hospital campus

I saw these...

Being worn like this...

Which made me look like this...

and all I could think was...

and continued home when 

this little diddy popped in my head...

And, it's stuck with me all week.

Scrubs on the ground,

Scrubs on the ground,

Lookin' like a fool 

with your SCRUBS

on the ground.

And it makes me want to take a dip in the...

It was seriously disturbing.

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When Medicine is the Family Business

Over the last few days, I've had the pleasure of visiting with an older family friend who has always lived a life entrenched in the foxholes of medicine. To say I learned a lot from our conversations would be a ridiculous understatement.

You see, she was born into medicine. Ellie is the daughter of a physician-- the former Dean of a big name medical school. Medical school buildings across ivy covered campuses are adorned with her maiden name.

Ellie's childhood was overshadowed by her father's career and accomplishments.

And, yet, Ellie did like many of us girls do... she spent her teen years promising she would never, ever marry a man like her father. Yet, after graduating college and nursing school, she did just that. Ellie married a man much like her father... a doctor.

So, Ellie, the daughter of a doctor, became the wife of a doctor.

Apparently, she believed being married to a doctor would be different then being the child of a doctor. As time passed, she grew to understand the world of medicine is a consuming world no matter what role you played in it.

And while it may be of no surprise to outsiders that one of Ellie's sons felt the urge to continue the physician lineage, she was dismayed and displeased to learn of her child's aspirations to attend medical school. "It's not the life I wanted for my son. It's so demanding and constraining..." she said.

Despite her best efforts to talk him down from his jump into the medical school pool, she finally agreed to support his decision... on one count. He had to serve two years in the Peace Corp. Ellie was convinced he would see the world and return home with a different outlook and new appreciation for what our world has to offer outside a hospital or research lab.

Two years later, upon his return from the Peace Corp, Ellie's son dove straight into medical school.

Now, in the midst of his fellowship, and just a few short months of becoming a newly minted Attending,  Ellie realizes sometimes medicine runs deep in the veins of some families...such as her family... and, now, with our own daughter's medical school aspirations, perhaps our family, too.

"There's not a darn thing you can do about it. Apparently, medicine has become our family business."

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Now that we're beyond the glow of Mother's Day, for us moms it's time to start mulling over the choices we have to make our husbands feel special on their special day, Father's Day.

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You Know You're a Surgeon's Wife When... {Vol. 5}

You know you're a surgeon's wife when...

You're still like this

And get blasted out of dreamland by this

Only to strike this pose

and hear words such as

which would make any normal person 

make a face like this

but instead you just roll over 

and try to go back to this

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The Housewife Porn That Wasn't

Remember my post in which I was basking in the warmth of my own oozing pheromones due to the housewife porn my husband has left for me on our bed?

Well, you better bet your best pair of pretty panties, I was ready to thank him as soon as he finally came home from the hospital.

However, the man was hungry. So we ate... food.

While we ate our dinner, I decided I should verbally demonstrate my appreciation for the housewife porn he left for me. "I really appreciate you folding my laundry this morning before heading to work. Thank you so much!"

He looked up at me, hesitated and said, "I found those in LB's room. The housecleaner must have left them there last week."

{insert sound of latex balloon deflating faster than a centenarian's erection and then crickets... lots of crickets}

Finally, the shock subsided enough I could respond, "Ugh... I blogged about it, even called it PORN! I was sooooo happy."

Realizing he was in an unforeseen conundrum that would effect his nighttime extra-curriculars, Doc H did his best to grasp at straws. "Well, at least I'm honest! Don't I get anything for that?!"

I clenched my fists, crossed my legs, and shut my mouth.





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When Laundry Becomes a Turn On

Mother's Day is just around the corner, and I'll admit, lately I've been in a bit of a funk.

I've come to the realization I am not going to be happy staying at home doing household chores. This job is simply not a good fit for me. Bravo to all those mamas out there who do it, do it well, love and thrive doing it! However, as soon as D3 gets her driver's license, I am sprinting back into the work force!

Perhaps I would feel differently if the kids were still young. Young kids are demonstrative with their love. I've come to understand teens have two ways of expressing themselves-- one syllable grunts, such as huh, ma, why, wha, ish, na, ya, meh, bleh, or overly-dramatic monologues which are usually worthy of a daytime Emmy award.

So pardon me if I don't feel the urge to spend my days laundering their knickers, or worse, feeling like their unappreciated, unpaid maid.

I've whined all this to Doc H. And, apparently, he's been listening.

This morning, on my return home from school drop-off, I came home to this...

... matched socks and folded whites!

That man really knows how to light my fire... and just in time for Mother's Day!

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I wish all you hard working Mama's out there...

... a Happy Mother's Day!

When Medicare Dries Up Faster Than Your Vagina

We've been officially warned by the hospital higher-ups... don't expect much this year. Apparently, the crunch is now being passed onto the surgeon's and their families. Yes, indeed-y. The Medicare well is drying up faster than my perimenopausal vagina.

The Medicare trickle-down economics is no longer trickling, so the hospital decided it was time to call a meeting to announce no physician should expect a raise this year.

Wonderful.

It's not so much the lack of a raise I am lamenting. While a raise would be nice to help diffuse the cost of a second child entering college, a third child driving this year, and another child leaving the public school system for private school, the lack of a raise is not my main concern. Financially, we will be fine. We may have to tighten our belts a little, but we can do it. Don't forget, I'm the girl who lived on Top-Ramen for two years, so I could afford to diaper my child.

I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. I'm fearing the higher-ups will implement a hiring freeze and then our family time will be locked in our current state of affairs.

What state of affair is that you ask?

Oh, you know... the one where your husband comes home
EXHAUSTED,
and EXHAUSTED = GRUMPY
and GRUMPY = NO CONVERSATION
and NO CONVERSATION = NO DECISIONS MADE
and NO CONVERSATION = NO CLOSENESS
and NO CLOSENESS = NO INTIMACY
and NO INTIMACY = GRUMPY (on both our parts!)

It's a full circle cycle that's running more frequently then my washer and dryer.

That's right. Currently, Doc H's department is short one full-time surgeon and he's bearing the brunt of the excess cases. From time to time, I've been asking him when he'll begin the hiring process. He always answers, "Soon."

Well, Babycakes, "soon" is here! Please hurry... get a surgeon under contract before the higher-ups can veto a new hire by pointing to the dried up Medicare well.  'Cause Lord knows the next time we're both in the mood, I don't want to have to point to a dried up vagina!

Teen Tales: Snapshots in Our Memory

There are moments in a mother's life which we capture like snapshots in our memory. When our children are young, those moments tend to be milestone moments...the first time your eyes lock with your newborn, the celebration of your son's first t-ball "homerun", or the proud look on their face when they realize they have been selected student of the month. If you have children, I'm sure you can rattle off many more such moments you've experienced with your children.

Those are the moments which feed us strength and patience through the tough times.

Like all parents, I look forward to these sweet, blissful moments. However, I admit to you, these moments become less and less frequent as your sweet children morph into blasé teens. The enthusiasm in teens is abysmal at best, especially with parents. While they'll whoop it up with their friends over a team victory, as their parent, your heart jumps for joy if they simply crack a half-grin as they look your way (or at least you think they're looking your way - you're not really sure, but you tell yourself yes, that look is meant for me) as you sit up in the bleachers doing your absolute best not to do anything that could be misconstrued as "embarrassing". Death to you for cheering too loud.

Yes, it's been awhile since I've seen that deliciously wonderful look of pride shoot across LB's adorable face. At the age of 13, not much phases him. While I haven't tried it, I'm fairly confident I could tell him we were heading to DisneyWorld this weekend and he would respond with a simply understated, "Cool."

So, to the observant waitress who is either not shy about dishing out compliments or simply blurts out her thoughts as they run concurrently through her mind, I thank you from the bottom of my heart! Your words caused a reaction in LB I haven't seen since...since... I can't remember.

Your words caused LB to straighten up in is seat. He sat straight. He sat tall. He BEAMED with pride, smiling, making contact with both me and Doc H. Furthermore, when you left our table side, LB continued to revel in your remark. It was, indeed, a snapshot memory for me... one I will never forget.

Thank you, thank you, thank you for telling LB, "Oh my God! Your hair is perfect!"

LB's hair doppleganger

Hospital Bag Stories with Katie

Today, I have the pleasure of introducing you to Katie from Moore from Katie. This post of hers made me chuckle. Do you have a good story about what you packed for the hospital vs. what your husband wanted to pack for the hospital? She's looking for some good stories. Drop by her blog to share your stories! Enjoy!

Here's Katie's Hospital Bag...

To Make Sense of it All: 

MY Must-Haves: 

1.  Diaper Bag: I love this color! Source: www.potterybarnkids.com 
2.  ID and Insurance Cards: These are a MUST have for the hospital- to ensure they process your paperwork correctly. 
3.  Cord Blood Collection Kit: This is of your partner's responsibilities and is important to give to your doctor.  Source: www.viacord.com 
4.  Flip-Flops: Many of my friends brought slippers, which got dirty quickly at the hospital.  I chose flip-flops and they were great! 
5.  Bathrobe:  It's important to be comfortable and a cozy robe is a perfect choice. 
6.  Big Sibling Gift: Making your first child feel involved is very important.  Bring his/her gift to the hospital for their arrival! 
7.  iPad: Comes in handy to Skype and e-mail! 
8.  Camera:  My husband was able to capture some beautiful pictures with our camera.  These memories are priceless. 

HIS Must-Haves: 

9.  Some Type of Ball: "To toss around while waiting for labor", was his explanation.  Really? 
10.  PowerBars: My husband assured me that he needed to have the proper fuel for delivery.  Source: www.powerbar.com 
11.  Our pup, Skip: Okay, this is a stretch and I understand where he was coming from but- no dogs allowed! 
12.  A Stop Watch: While my husband thought timing the labor was a good idea, I assured him it would get tossed across the room (by me.) 
13.  Pickles and Ice Cream: Doesn't he realize the cravings are gone?  I mean...really... 
14.  "Neuralyzer": The "memory eraser from Men In Black"...just in case some of the more anatomical memories needed to be erased.  
15.  Comics:  I mean...how many children do I have here? 
16.  Give It Your Spin!:  My husband always kept me on my toes and although he tried to help pack for our delivery, my suggestions were a little more practical.  Feel free to share what your husband brought in the comments section below!