Did you all enjoy your holiday? Mine started a little sluggish...
If you follow me on Facebook, you know I, begrudgingly, attended Doc H's Christmas party.
After the last minute rush to get ready, which included shaving my *DRY* legs (talk about the subconscious mind working against you!), stuffing myself into my Spanx (and forgetting to pee BEFORE I put them on), putting on more makeup than usual (only to wipe it off, to keep from looking too ho-Ho-Ho-ish), and wrestling with myself to buckle the tiniest little buckles on the straps of my 2011 season Bagley Mischka 4 inch platform sandals (note to self: shoes before pencil skirt), Doc H and I found ourselves sitting in the car listening to Christmas carols trying to get into the spirit of the season.
I made a mental note to make sure Doc H takes our pre-med daughter as his plus one to next year's party. She would benefit and enjoy immersing herself into the hospital culture.
As we drove, I found myself leaning against my car door with my head melding against the window. I'm sure passerbys thought I was quite a sorry sap. My gaze dropped down to my shoes, and I realized I had to focus on the positives.
I am fortunate to be living my life. Doc H's job provides us a very nice life. Unlike many others, we have a roof over our head, organic foods in our belly, our bills are paid, our children are receiving wonderful educations, and despite a few aches and pains, Doc H and I still dress up pretty good and, moreover, we and our extended family are enjoying good health.
So, I strapped on my Doctor Wife armor, and soldiered on through the party. I smiled, shook hands, spoke to colleagues I really didn't care to talk to. I spoke to newly minted Doctors' Second Wives. I buffered them from the loyal friends of the First Wives. I made small talk. When asked, I doled out updates of the kids. And, when other Doc Wives rolled their eyes and asked, "How are YOU doing", I fought the urge to unroll my bitch list, and pulled out some of our classic, and funny, family holiday stories.
It made them laugh. It made me laugh. And, on the ride home, I realized I felt better.