Thursday, August 21, 2014

Back to High School


It's back-to-school time around our parts... and not only for the kids, but for the parents as well.

Last night, Doc H and I went to the our youngest kids' back to school night at their high school. Our youngest daughter is now a senior and our youngest (the one and only boy) is a freshman. 

The school structured the night like an old-fashioned (not their regular block schedule) school day. Parents were instructed to follow their kid's 7 period schedule for 10 minute periods to meet each and every one of their teachers. When the bell rings, parents have 5 minutes to get to the next class before the bell rings again. I attended my daughter's senior classes, while Doc H attended my step-son's freshman classes. 

It kind of felt like high school when we ran into one another in the crowded hall. We shared a big smile while we reached out to touch each other as we whizzed by each other. I felt a pang of nostalgic high school puppy love race through me. High school was great, wasn't it?

And then it REALLY felt like high school when I realized his ex-wife was trailing right behind him, following him... trying to catch up with him. 

Screw high school.





Thursday, July 31, 2014

Divorce and Shots

After a quarter of a century, a dear friend of mine confided she is filing for divorce. This is no surprise, as her husband has proven himself a terrible louse of a husband.

In our younger years, we would have spent the three hours sharing our personal drama as we drowned ourselves in liquor. Now we simply drowned ourselves in calories... burgers, cheese, bacon, avocado, fries, cake, ice cream, whipped cream, and even raspberry sauce. For some unknown reason, we held off on the sweetener for our iced tea. I suppose it was our show our restraint, self-control, maturity, and a healthy respect for our diets.

Tears fell as we shared our marriage melt-down stories. I shared my experiences with my divorce, lawyers, dissomasters, and MSAs. Then, finally, my girlfriend got down to the nitty gritty.

"It's been over twenty-five years since I've been out on a date, not to mention had sex with another man," she said in complete disbelief. "How did you do 'it' with a guy after your divorce?"

I'm guessing her thoughts were being influence by the doctor wife label I carry with me as I honestly said, "I had lots of shots before."

Her eyes lit up, "Oh! Are there shots for STDs now that I need to get?! I didn't even know that! I'm so out of touch!"

I rolled my eyes. "Noooooo. Tequila shots!"

We sat across the table staring at each other.

And then we burst out in laughter. We laughed until we cried. And those tears felt good.

Friday, June 27, 2014

Bonehead

I'd like a face-to-face the impatient bonehead who paged Doc H at 2:02am this morning. And, before you go pounding on me for calling out a poor resident... I'm pretty sure this was NOT a resident. We all know they are moving about the country right now.  Plus Doc H is pretty forgiving when it comes to residents. He was not all that forgiving with regards to this one.

At the pager's demand, Doc H immediatley extracted himself out of our bed, made a bee-line for the rest room where he splashes some cold water on his face in an effort to make sure he's awake to make sound decisions. This action takes no more than 60 seconds. In all honesty, it's probably more like 30 seconds.

As I lay listening to the bathroom water run, and despite the stabbing pain of the pager to my eardrums,  I'm desperately trying to retreat back into my dark and dreamy cocoon.

At this point, I'm feeling pretty confident about my chances of beating this particular battle against the pager. Doc H is tip-toeing around in the bathroom. The kids are sleeping, the dogs are sleeping, and  the annoying mocking bird who has decided to take up residence in the tree outside our bedroom has even quieted his nocturnal squawks.

Approximately thirty seconds ago the pager went off. Doc H is preparing to return the page. Other than his stealth-like movements, the house is still.

I exhale, giving my body permission to relax and meld itself with my bed. I'm making my way back to dreamland.

Thirty seconds, maybe sixty.

Home phone begins ringing incessantly! Thank God, I don't sleep with a loaded gun on my nightstand. The phone sitting on my nightstand would've found itself with more holes than the sweater I tried to knit for Doc H last Christmas after returning home from my annual eggnog-a-thon night with my bunko gals.

Seriously.

I don't even bother putting a stop to the ringing. I allow it to continue ringing. I realize my shortcomings. I have nothing nice to say at 2:02am. I mean, I love Jesus, but I'm pretty sure even Jesus can appreciate the importance of sleep at 2:02am. And, I don't want to be the one to set off the inferno that burns bridges at the hospital or with any of Doc H's colleagues... even as enticing as that may seem.

However, I realize a person's life might be at stake. If the hospital is CALLING my house, I assume someone is DYING, BLEEDING INCESSANTLY. So, I let Doc H take care of it without giving him grief. I've never asked that he sleep in a different room when he's on-call, I've never yelled at him to be quiet, or chastised him for turning on lights when he's had to return a page. I call it my "supportive tolerance" of this craziness.

With the pager and phone call less than a minute apart, I deduce a critical emergency is in full throttle. I fully anticipate Doc H to turn on lights, race to the closet to dress, bang around a bit, and run out the door.

Instead, I get a slow, dark stumble back into bed and a huffing gruffling from my Doc H.

Non-emergent test results do not require paging AND CALLING A DOCTOR'S PERSONAL RESIDENCE at 2:02 in the morning!!!

Bonehead. Bonehead.








Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Balance in medicine

Hi Friends!

Today I'm thrilled to share some exciting news! Our Medical Monday friend and medical intern, Eniola, has published her first novel! Below she shares her background, a brief synopsis of the novel, and even a GIVEAWAY! Please enter and support Eniola as she debuts her novel!  ~ YDW


Balance in medicine...

When I was in medical school I was pretty obsessed with medical school and all things medical. One day,  I realized that I needed balance in my life. So what exactly did I do to find balance I wrote a novel about being in med school IN medical school. 
Medical school was a very interesting and exciting process. I wanted a memorial for that period in my life so I began to catalogue my experiences in what became my debut novel, Still. See right before I started medical school, I was going through a challenging period of my life. I found love,  an adopted family, and a lot of excitement in medical school. That is why I have probably idealized the time period in my head.
In my third year of medical school, in my quest to find balance,  I realized I had another side of me that I allowed to die. You see I used to write when I was younger. I would cop y novels I read like Baby Sitters Club and Sweet Valley High and try and pass then off as mine to my sister. She was not amused.  My childhood home was littered with half finished manuscripts. I read everything and I was inspired by everything to write. 
When I got into medical school, writing was pushed to the side while I concentrated on my career. Until I suddenly realized that I did not have to stop writing because of medical school. Then I found a perfect outlet for both sides of my personality with my novel Still. The stories being told around me in my friends’ lives, in my colleagues’ lives and my life inspired me. 
Writing in medical school was an interesting experience wrote immediately after I got back from the wards, right before I had to study for third year examinations (NBME shelves) and I squeezed in time in between rotations. And I enjoyed every minute of it. It made me realize that 1. Pursuing other things I was passionate about outside of medicine was possible. 2. If it was important I would make time for it.
 See I was so used to giving my family, friend, and acquaintances the tried and true catalogue of excuses
I am busy. I have to study. I don’t have time. 
Then I realized it WAS possible to make time outside of medicine if it was important to me. Writing and publishing my debut novel Still has been a rewarding experience not only to me but to other people that I have been able to connect with me through my blog. Publishing a novel made my life a lot more busy but more balanced. Even as I went further in my medical career, Still  is the baby I have outside of medicine. Yes it WAS about medicine and it reminded me about medicine but it wasn’t medicine. 
We are not wired to be fulfilled by a singular activity and because medicine meant so much to me I used to live my life like that. Now I know my heart is big enough for other stuff… at least I think it is.


About the author 

Eniola Prentice is in her intern year in Virginia. She enjoys writing on her blog eniolaprenticewrites.blogspot.com, reading other novels and dancing in front of her full length mirror. Still is her debut novel and she hopes her writing compels people about God’s all encompassing love. 

About the novel 


A NOVEL
A broken soul, 
an alcoholic, 
a certifiable genius, 
a Christian man 
and a secret that will destroy the bonds of their friendship. 
When self-proclaimed atheist Fadesola, gets into medical school she believes that it’s a fresh start of sorts for her. Until she discovers  her class mate is charming and handsome Tayo Smith, a man she encountered in a violent moment years ago. This revelation shatters Fadesola’s already fragile emotional state but hope comes where she least expects it. A seemingly innocent friendship with Tayo’s friend, Ladi, slowly develops into a smoldering relationship with both afraid to acknowledge their mutual feelings. Things get even more complicated when Nikky, Fadesola’s classmate and friend, ignores her desperate warnings and decides that Tayo is the man she is meant to be with. However, within the complexities of this friendship these flawed individuals will experience God’s redemptive grace in a setting each believed his love would never find them. Still, the first book of a four part series is a coming of age story about navigating through medical school in the first year, complete with hilarious hook ups and breaks ups, legendary parties and incessant studying, and experiencing the triumph of success and disappointment of failure. 
Eniola Prentice, in her extraordinary debut novel has written a gripping and thought provoking story that examines Christianity, mental illness, suicide and alcoholism. 
You can get your copy of the novel on Amazon

To celebrate the release of her debut novel, Still, Eniola is running a giveaway contest open to residents of the United States. You can win a free signed copy of the novel, a $40 Amazon gift card and a mystery gift. You can enter the giveaway below. 

Giveaway.  


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Sunday, May 18, 2014

The Email

Being that Doc H was on-call this weekend, I was prepared to tackle the weekend activities solo. 

Saturday went fine. I visited family, shopped and Doc H and I even made it out to dinner... together!

I was quite content.

Sunday rolled around and as I do from time to time, I went house hunting online. Per Doc H's encouragement, I shop for my dream house as encouragement and motivation to keep punching away at our company. According to him, since I'm working solely on stock options with no salary, it's good for us to have a visual goal. 

My goal is a house twice our current 1800 square foot home with a barn. 

But, because we live in a high cost of living area, it's purely a pipe dream. Whatever. It's always good to aim high, right?

For the first time in months, I found a house that excited me and it was being held open! I decided to go take a look while he was working. As I planned out my day in my head, I decided I would email Doc H the link to the virtual tour and ask him if I should wait for him on the very off chance he could accompany me to the open house.

Do you feel where I'm going with this?

He emailed me back right away; so fast, I'm sure he didn't even check out the link I sent him. He replied, "I have to operate so go ahead without me". Note the lack of punctuation. That is a clear indication of his level of busy. 

All of the sudden, I didn't want to go see the house alone. One email, and I went from being excited to look at the home, to thinking a solo tour of the home would underscore the fact that I was ALONE. 

So, I didn't go.

I spent the afternoon at home... typing out this post... while eating chocolate.... while thinking I should start swimming for exercise.... tomorrow.

pffft.


Monday, May 5, 2014

Medical Monday {May edition, Vol.2}

Hi All,

I'm so happy you're here to celebrate Medical Monday with us!

Well, because of the crazy in our lives, my awesome MM partner, Jane at From A Doctor's Wife and I have decided to suspend our monthly Medical Monday link up for the summer. Why? If your summer calendar looks like mine, summer looks like anything but a vacation. We have freshman orientations, sport practices, travel tournaments, summer classes, workshops, kids' jobs, school trips, and while myself and Doc H don't have any major trips planned for ourselves, we have two kids flying internationally, and two others who will be vacationing separately. It's going to be a jammed packed schedule with no regularity.

Let's have a great link up this month and be sure to mark you calendar for Monday, September 1st when we'll be back up and running!

Now, all this doesn't mean Your Doctor's Wife is taking a summer blogging vacation. I'll still be blogging as a way to procrastinate from real life. So, don't count me down and out this summer!

In the meantime, have any of you watched Royal Pains on Netflix? I just watched the pilot episode which outlines the premise of the series. Young ER doc's medical career is ruined on his day off. He finds himself in the Hamptons where he unknowingly steps into the role of concierge doctor to those who show their thanks with bars of gold.

I'm thinking of watching the next episode. If you've been watching the series, tell me if it gets your thumbs up or thumbs down!

Now on with the party! Let's make it a good one-- after all, it is Cinco de Mayo! Cyber-margaritas for everyone!!! Olé!!

May Medical Monday Link-Up and BlogHop


Are you confused if you qualify for the party?


If you have a pager interrupting your life... you DEFINITELY qualify!
Do you work in healthcare?
Doctor? Nurse? EMT? Chiropractor? Vet? Dentist? Therapist?
MA? NA? PA? DA?
Are you the spouse or SO of a healthcare worker/student?
Are you a nursing student? Medical student?
Intern? Resident? Fellow?

You get the picture, right? Come on, now... don't be shy! Let's keep growing and meeting new bloggers, so we can build a community of support and friendship, learn from one another, and share our stories.

LINK UP YOUR POST!

Here are the rules:
  1. Follow your co-hosts via Bloglovin, GFC (if you are Blogger), FB, email or Twitter.
  2. Link up you medical/med life blog. If your blog name does not clearly state how you fit in to the med/med life world, please write a little intro or link up a specific post which clearly demonstrates your connection.
  3. Visit at least 3 other link ups, comment, introduce yourself, and tell the your stopping by or following from MM!
  4. Help spread the word by using our button on your post or sidebar, tweet about Medical Monday, or spread the word on Facebook! The more the merrier for all of us.
Complete step one by following your co-hosts:
Want to be awesome? Help us spread the word by grabbing and posting the Medical Monday button on your post or sidebar...



Want to co-host next month? Shoot Jane an email at fromadoctorswife@gmail.com and be sure to write "Medical Monday Co-host Request" in the subject field.

Now, link up below and have fun! The link up is open through Friday, so be sure to come back during the week to check some great reads!

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

We Need Clones!

As Doc H ran out the door this morning, he said, "I could use my own full-time assistant or secretary!"

To this I replied, "MEEEEE TOOOOOO!!"

I won't lie. Since returning home from a week long vacation on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday hurt. BAD! I have been slapped with a boatload of work which I postponed as I frolicked (read: almost drowned) in the surf with the family. Did you know the crotch of a woman's bathing suit could hold two cups of soaking wet sand? Me neither.

Excuse my digression.

So, now we are home and suffering from the consequences of our family vacation (well, a medical conference for Doc H, but vacation for me and the kids). A clone of myself would be so wonderful right now. I'm sure Doc H would agree with me. 

The consequences are so harsh, I really don't know why I'm spending time on the post. Oh yes... blogging is a wonderful form of procrastination!

Wishing I was still there... despite my near death experience.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Chocolate Bunnies

For over a decade, I spent my Easter Vigils stuffing over 200 plastic eggs for our four kids. 

I realize it may have been an over-obsessive amount of eggs, but I blame it on my Latin roots (read: my mother), because God forgive me if we have unexpected guests and not enough food, drink, wine, or Easter eggs for everyone to go home happy.

Last year I stuffed the eggs with a combination of candy, money, and lotto scratchers.

Now with two kids in college, one in high school, and our (6 foot tall) baby finishing up middle school this year, I've decided to call it quits. Your Doctor's Wife can stuff it no longer.

I bought the kids Easter cards and chocolate bunnies. 

However, I now realize I made one fatal flaw in my Easter plans.

I bought the chocolate bunnies too early.

Yes, my friends... this past week, in various fits of stress, I ate the four chocolate bunnies. One by one. The good news is that the bunnies didn't suffer. They were devoured quite quickly. 

So now, on Easter, my kids will get a card. A card.

And you know what?

I don't feel bad about it. At all.


Happy Easter





Thursday, April 17, 2014

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Biotech Fortunes

Biotech has completely taken over my life. 

Every waking hour is consumed with biotech. 
If I'm not physically acting on behalf of it, 
I've got it on the brain.

I feel like I'm running a race against time.

I'm running a race against larger companies with more financial capital. 

But I can't give up. 

My fortune cookie told me so...


Now, that's serious, people.
...
That's serious.

Monday, April 7, 2014

Medical Monday {April Edition, Vol. 2}


There are uber-special moments which pepper your life.

I'm not talking special moments which only come to focus in hindsight, like the conversation you had with a high school teacher which turned to have tremendous impact on your life, or a turning point in your career which can only be identified after the dust has settled.

Nor am I referring to those special long awaited moments... graduations, match day, wedding, birth of a baby.

I'm talking about those unexpected, yet surreal special moments. They are unscripted, unanticipated moments. They catch you by surprise. These moments play out before you in slow motion and in that second you realize you must savor the moment, because something very special is happening.

You then replay that moment again and again in your head and in your heart because you felt so blessed, so loved, so special. You realize this will be one of those important moments which you will fall back on when you feel the hospital and your DrH's patients are more important than you.

Doc H created one of those moments for me not too long ago at a benefit auction we attended together. And yet, for the majority of the time, I didn't even realize what was happening.

It was a wonderful surprise. It will bring me smiles, warmth, and love every time I reminisce the memory... or slip it on my finger.

While it's a hard life, it's a GOOD LIFE!



Look here....



April Medical Monday Link-Up and BlogHop


Are you confused if you qualify for the party?


If you have a pager interrupting your life... you DEFINITELY qualify!
Do you work in healthcare?
Doctor? Nurse? EMT? Chiropractor? Vet? Dentist? Therapist?
MA? NA? PA? DA?
Are you the spouse or SO of a healthcare worker/student?
Are you a nursing student? Medical student?
Intern? Resident? Fellow?

You get the picture, right? Come on, now... don't be shy! Let's keep growing and meeting new bloggers, so we can build a community of support and friendship, learn from one another, and share our stories.

LINK UP YOUR POST!

Here are the rules:
  1. Follow your co-hosts via Bloglovin, GFC (if you are Blogger), FB, email or Twitter.
  2. Link up you medical/med life blog. If your blog name does not clearly state how you fit in to the med/med life world, please write a little intro or link up a specific post which clearly demonstrates your connection.
  3. Visit at least 3 other link ups, comment, introduce yourself, and tell the your stopping by or following from MM!
  4. Help spread the word by using our button on your post or sidebar, tweet about Medical Monday, or spread the word on Facebook! The more the merrier for all of us.
Complete step one by following your co-hosts:
Want to be awesome? Help us spread the word by grabbing and posting the Medical Monday button on your post or sidebar...



Want to co-host next month? Shoot Jane an email at fromadoctorswife@gmail.com and be sure to write "Medical Monday Co-host Request" in the subject field.

Now, link up below and have fun! The link up is open through Friday, so be sure to come back during the week to check some great reads!

Monday, March 17, 2014

The Power of Twitter

I'll admit, when I signed up for Twitter over two years ago, I had no idea what I was doing. Quickly, I figured out I was twitting.

It only took me two months to figure that out.

Then came the followers. Who were these people? Why are they interested in what I have to say in 140  characters or less?

Then I followed. Would I care about what any of these people twitted?

I was skeptical.

But, like a soldier, I marched on to the land of pound signs, wanna-be porn stars trolls, and short links which I was sure contained deadly computer viruses. Doesn't everyone know links all begin with www?

I was very unsure of the benefit of twitting.

Fast forward two years and 914 Twitter followers later and I... Get... It.

Twitter has allowed me a network of people I could never build in real life. It's my cyber-network.

Let me share this story with you...

The last few weeks, I've been spinning my wheels with our new start-up. My main goal? Funding. If you remember, we've learned our lessons with VC's. That's all I'm going to say about that. So, I've been feeling like I've been thrown in a time warp back to 19-yada-yada when I was beginning my career in marketing. Back then, we called it "Dialing for Dollars", now I'm calling it "Begging for Backing". Concept is the same, the terminology has just evolved.

In a move to make sure I have left no stone unturned, I tweeted about my plight and guess what? I got answers!

Specifically, I got specific answers and even contacts... I'm talking names and numbers of bankers who have even more answers for me!

Yes, out of the Twitter-land cloud, Ben, from Physician Family Financial Advisors emerged to help out another cyber-stranger. This kind man took time out of his days (weekends, even!) to research other avenues for me. I cannot express my gratitude. Ben went beyond and above for me.

Ben specializes in helping physicians and their families as they struggle through the financial roller coaster of being an MD.

If you have money questions, by all means... call Ben. His link is now on my sidebar for easy reference.

Tell him Emma and Twitter sent you.

Ask for Ben


*This recommendation is based from my own personal experience with Ben. This is not a paid sponsorship or endorsement. 







Monday, March 3, 2014

Medical Monday {March Edition, Volume 2)

This past week, I tried my best to escape living a Dr.'s Wife life. I packed myself up and left the house for a week... by myself... or so I thought.

After a series of unscripted events, I ended up with unexpected (but very welcome) company on my week my week of solitude.

My friend and her four-year-old daughter met up with me. It was eye-opening experience. You see, this little lady is living life with Cystic Fibrosis. In all likelihood, you do not know anyone with CF. Count yourself lucky... it is a terrible, terrible, rare genetic disease. It is a life of hospital stays of 17-20 days which feel much like solitary confinement. It's a life of expensive drugs, enzymes, high caloric diets, and multiple daily therapies which are each 45 minutes long. It's trying to shield your child from the common cold... for her it could possibly be deadly.

It's a life of fundraising in hopes of better drugs and hoping for a cure. It's a life of pleading with insurance companies, doctors, and pharmacies. There is no money for research. The pharmaceutical companies won't fund research... Cystic Fibrosis is such a rare disease, new drugs would not be profitable. Without a high return on investment, Cystic Fibrosis drugs do not fit the business model.

It is a heart-breaking travesty in every possible way.

So, to those of us who live the med life, I ask you to remember those who are living the flip-side of our med lives. Those are the patients and their families who are living their lives suspended somewhere between desperation and hope, praying for cures, praying for a healthy life

Now let's support all those who are living the med life!



March Medical Monday Link-Up and BlogHop


Are you confused if you qualify for the party?


If you have a pager interrupting your life... you DEFINITELY qualify!
Do you work in healthcare?
Doctor? Nurse? EMT? Chiropractor? Vet? Dentist? Therapist?
MA? NA? PA? DA?
Are you the spouse or SO of a healthcare worker/student?
Are you a nursing student? Medical student?
Intern? Resident? Fellow?

You get the picture, right? Come on, now... don't be shy! Let's keep growing and meeting new bloggers, so we can build a community of support and friendship, learn from one another, and share our stories.

LINK UP YOUR POST!

Here are the rules:
  1. Follow your co-hosts via Bloglovin, GFC (if you are Blogger), FB, email or Twitter.
  2. Link up you medical/med life blog. If your blog name does not clearly state how you fit in to the med/med life world, please write a little intro or link up a specific post which clearly demonstrates your connection.
  3. Visit at least 3 other link ups, comment, introduce yourself, and tell the your stopping by or following from MM!
  4. Help spread the word by using our button on your post or sidebar, tweet about Medical Monday, or spread the word on Facebook! The more the merrier for all of us.
Complete step one by following your co-hosts:
Want to be awesome? Help us spread the word by grabbing and posting the Medical Monday button on your post or sidebar...



Want to co-host next month? Shoot Jane an email at fromadoctorswife@gmail.com and be sure to write "Medical Monday Co-host Request" in the subject field.

Now, link up below and have fun! The link up is open through Friday, so be sure to come back during the week to check some great reads!

Friday, February 21, 2014

It's Not Watergate; But It's My Gate


I've been bombarded. We just received word that our patent is through the first hurdle and it has now been published. I now feel completely under the gun to get the website running, and our SBIR grant application submitted before the April 5 deadline. I ran away yesterday in an effort to solely focus on the task at hand. I left the kids, the dog, and Doc H for a week. Thank God for my mother who is shuttling the younger kids around for me. I left the kids with enough money to order pizza every night for dinner in case Doc H can't leave the hospital in time to get dinner for them.

I drove to our vacation home, where I was greeted at the gate by the painter. He explained the painting process to me and I learned the gate was to be finished in a patina I was not made privy to. So I call Doc H. He's in surgery. Wonderful. Finally talk to him at 10pm (he was still in the hospital), and we get into a raging argument over the stupid gate. I know (despite the fact that I'm going to try to love it) I'm going to hate the gate. I swear if Doc H reaches the pearly gates before me, the first thing I'm doing is pulling that gate off the hinges! {Sorry, Honey, but that's a truth.}

So, to I did my best to relax, by taking a soak in the hot tub and drinking an awfully pretty martini with my dinner. 

Now, the painters are back. Do I go out and stir the pot with the painter and tell him how I would like things done? Or should I just let it be? Is a gate simply worth the trouble and upheaval? It's just a gate, right? So why does it matter so much to me?

Last night before I went to bed, Doc H told me I need to get over it. I know what he was referring to... I need to get used to these changes in our life brought about by the acquisition of the first start up. We are no longer the kids who grew up in modest, middle class homes. We are adults who have experienced some great success. I need to learn how to embrace our success and not be embarrassed by it. 

It's just a gate. It's just a gate. It's just a gate.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

The Truth As It Is

Sometimes spouses argue over important things: how to manage the finances, how the kids should be disciplined, what's an acceptable number of times sex is had per week. That's the stuff that matters to matrimonial harmony.

And then, other times, we argue over the insanely stupid. The stuff that really doesn't matter. Such an instance happened to us two nights ago over dinner and margaritas. We argued over the discrepancies in... our pipe dreams. 

We drove home still debating any random thought which derived from the differences in our pipe dreams. Just for fun, I suppose.

Then, last night we crawled into bed and watched a bit of "American Idol". When this happened...
video
And, immediately Doc H pointed to the television saying, "That's exactly how you got with me last night!" I told him should be glad I've never sucked my own teeth at him like my Latina ancestors before me had done many a time to their dog-house husbands.  

Then, this morning, I decided I should catch up on some of my shows as I scoured the web for grant funding opportunities. And, as I watched "Modern Family", I could only nod my head and laugh. For there was Sophia Vergara telling the God's honest truth...
video

Well... at least the truth as it is in this household.


Tuesday, February 4, 2014

You Know You're a Doctor's Wife When... (Vol. 8}

You know you're a doctor's wife when
your mail looks like this...

and you're not sure if you want to
laugh,
scratch your head,
sigh,
or 
cry
.


Liked this? 
Catch the previous editions of 
You Know You're a Surgeon's Wife When.. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

And Don't Forget..
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Monday, February 3, 2014

Medical Monday {February edition, Vol. 2}

Did you see that monstrosity of a game? Ouff!!

All six of us squished onto our sectional sofa in front of the t.v. munching on goodies and an early dinner while yelling at the players as if they could hear us. Thank goodness it wasn't until after halftime that I heard a vibration coming from Doc H's pants.

He spent the second half answering pages as the kids and I continued to watch the game solely for the commercials. My vote goes to Budweiser for the Puppy/Clydesdale Love commercial. What was your favorite?

Other than the commercials, I wasn't to into the game. If you ask me... the real winners are right here!!!

Medical Monday Link-Up and BlogHop


Are you confused if you qualify for the party?


If you have a pager interrupting your life... you DEFINITELY qualify!
Do you work in healthcare?
Doctor? Nurse? EMT? Chiropractor? Vet? Dentist? Therapist?
MA? NA? PA? DA?
Are you the spouse or SO of a healthcare worker/student?
Are you a nursing student? Medical student?
Intern? Resident? Fellow?

You get the picture, right? Come on, now... don't be shy! Let's keep growing and meeting new bloggers, so we can build a community of support and friendship, learn from one another, and share our stories.

LINK UP YOUR POST!

Here are the rules:
  1. Follow your co-hosts via Bloglovin, GFC (if you are Blogger), FB, email or Twitter.
  2. Link up you medical/med life blog. If your blog name does not clearly state how you fit in to the med/med life world, please write a little intro or link up a specific post which clearly demonstrates your connection.
  3. Visit at least 3 other link ups, comment, introduce yourself, and tell the your stopping by or following from MM!
  4. Help spread the word by using our button on your post or sidebar, tweet about Medical Monday, or spread the word on Facebook! The more the merrier for all of us.
Complete step one by following your co-hosts:
Want to be awesome? Help us spread the word by grabbing and posting the Medical Monday button on your post or sidebar...



Want to co-host next month? Shoot Jane an email at fromadoctorswife@gmail.com and be sure to write "Medical Monday Co-host Request" in the subject field.

Now, link up below and have fun! The link up is open through Friday, so be sure to come back during the week to check some great reads!

Friday, January 31, 2014

Sex Ed

I learned something important this morning about men.

Men will take sex any you package it or present it.

Even if you label it "Pity Sex".

Then I learned something important about myself.

I can find a laugh in just about anything.

Even "Pity Sex".



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Get Ready!

Monday is Medical Monday!!

Thursday, January 16, 2014

I Need a Dream Consult

I normally can't remember my dreams. But, last night's so so far fetched, I woke up and immediately started chanting Breaking Bad, Breaking Bad, Breaking Bad, Breaking Bad, Breaking Bad... over and over again until I fell back asleep in an extreme attempt to ingrain the dream in my long term memory.

Lucky for you, I succeeded and, lucky for me, I can ask you to shed some light on my dream!

Apparently, watching an AMC
marathon, played on number on my subconscious psyche.

My dream opened with me standing in a cold concrete warehouse
with a couple of guys dressed like this...

But, when they took off their mask I was shocked to find...
my Doc H!

I was like this...


and he looked as me like this..

He's said, "Look what I'm making!"

...and that's when viral internet stories infiltrated my dreams...

Doc H said, "But, my meth will be pretty, like this..."

"... and we'll have more than this..."
"...because, I'll be able to charge more than others."

Well, that made me look at him like this...
and doubt his claims.

And, I suppose this is where my marketing background pilfered my dream...

"Because, I'm going to sell my beautifully colored meth like this..."

And, as he sat down...

he explained, "It's like YOU said... 
It's all the in the presentation and packaging."

At that's when I woke up like this...
... thinking, "What in the world??? 
What does that dream even mean???"









Monday, January 6, 2014

Medical Monday {January Edition, Vol. 2}

Happy New Year, my friends!

I admit, I've always been incredibly lax when it comes to making resolutions. Perhaps, it's because they are always the same and rather vague... Eat healthier, be a better person, always try my best, etc., etc.

This year is no different. I can't make a specific list of items I must do... I get so stressed and busy at Christmas, the thought of reviewing a list and marking each item as a FAIL just seems counter-productive for me.

However, I will stick to my norm to do better, eat better, be more patient with the kids, remember to be patient with Doc H's responsibility to the hospital, and just enjoy the present.

That's it. That's all I can handle as far as New Year Resolutions go. How about you???

I'm ready to get back the norm... Let's do it!!!


Medical Monday Link-Up and BlogHop


Are you confused if you qualify for the party?


If you have a pager interrupting your life... you DEFINITELY qualify!
Do you work in healthcare?
Doctor? Nurse? EMT? Chiropractor? Vet? Dentist? Therapist?
MA? NA? PA? DA?
Are you the spouse or SO of a healthcare worker/student?
Are you a nursing student? Medical student?
Intern? Resident? Fellow?

You get the picture, right? Come on, now... don't be shy! Let's keep growing and meeting new bloggers, so we can build a community of support and friendship, learn from one another, and share our stories.

LINK UP YOUR POST!

Here are the rules:
  1. Follow your co-hosts via Bloglovin, GFC (if you are Blogger), FB, email or Twitter.
  2. Link up you medical/med life blog. If your blog name does not clearly state how you fit in to the med/med life world, please write a little intro or link up a specific post which clearly demonstrates your connection.
  3. Visit at least 3 other link ups, comment, introduce yourself, and tell the your stopping by or following from MM!
  4. Help spread the word by using our button on your post or sidebar, tweet about Medical Monday, or spread the word on Facebook! The more the merrier for all of us.
Complete step one by following your co-hosts:
Want to be awesome? Help us spread the word by grabbing and posting the Medical Monday button on your post or sidebar...



Want to co-host next month? Shoot Emma an email at yourdoctorswife@gmail.com and be sure to write "Medical Monday Co-host Request" in the subject field.

Now, link up below and have fun! The link up is open through Friday, so be sure to come back during the week to check some great reads!

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Holidays With The Pager Can Still Be Special

Happy New Year!

Because Doc H is on a heinous stretch of call, we celebrated this New Years Eve by quickly devouring a home cooked dinner complete with a page squealing just towards the end of the meal.

Luckily, the page was a resident calling with a few questions that could be handled over the phone. God bless those poor, tired residents and their families!

We then hit the sheets earlier then usual, because, well..., you just never know when that pager will go off again. With impeccable timing, we awoke just as the ball was dropping. A quick peck marked the beginning of 2014, and we raced to get back to sleep before the pager could derail us.

That scenario pretty much summed up our holiday season. Our holiday celebrations were sprints; us versus the pager. Unfortunately, Doc H didn't make it to our Christmas Eve celebration. So, without hesitation, but perhaps with a bit of a huff, we went about our Christmas Eve schedule without him. Church, dinner with my side of the family, and gift exchange sans Doc H.

We may not have been celebrating when we'd normally like to celebrate the holiday, but we had Doc H all to ourselves on Christmas Day. Since he missed the big Christmas Eve dinner, I pulled together a large Christmas Brunch for the family to enjoy. Even though it was a departure from our traditional holiday celebration, we enjoyed the time we had together as a family this holiday.

It was not my ideal Christmas or New Year's Eve, but I've been a part of this rodeo long enough to realize it could've been much worse, and we've melded into a "go with the flow" type of family.

In the end, we were all happy with the holidays. Doc H even made me cry on Christmas Day with a letter he wrote me which accompanied my gift.

"I want you to know how much I love and appreciate you... I can't imagine what the last 10+  years would have been like without you in my life... You are the glue in our family, and we are truly blessed having you. You have enriched my life beyond words and I am so very grateful... I'm sure you will use [this new iPhone] often to talk with me throughout the day, until we are together for the best time of my day, everyday - home at last with you."

And that, my friends, melted any residual holiday hospital angst away.

I love, love, LOVE my husband!


Wishing you all a wonderful, healthy, and happy 2014!

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Be sure to join us for Medical Monday on January 6, 2014!









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