Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Reclaiming My Independence













Happy Independence Day!

You guys are awesome!

I've been more or less MIA since 2015 and I appreciate everyone who has taken the time to reach out to me via email or FB. You will never understand the feelings of validation, support, and love I've felt from you all. Many times, I'd be at a low point and, DING! A lovely message would appear at a moment when I needed it the most. You are all so loved!!

So, now,  I'm just going to tell you what happened to my blogging.

Yes, work started flaring up and getting in the way of my blogging schedule. But moreover, in 2015, we had a kid graduating from high school. As luck would have it, many of her friends were interested in medicine. Do you see where I'm going with this?

These damn kids are all over cyberspace.

And a parent who blogs needs her privacy. 

*SH!T.

I first found a IRL friend following on Twitter. The FB. Then THE BLOG. Then more friends swarmed. And then, even more!!!!

I panicked. I did what any self-respecting mother, who didn't want their children to know they had been posting their life story for every person and Russian bot to read; I started deleting posts that were stories with any specific detailed references to them.

My blog is now un-whole and in tatters.

But now, years have passed. We reminisce with many of these stories around the dinner table with laughs. We've come through, and find ourselves all the better.

So, bear with me as I repost over the next few months allowing these stories to live on, and allow my blog to live in its whole entirety.

Today, this little blog reclaims her independence.

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Closing Chapters


So, I have to tell you... I feel like we’ve been closing a lot of chapters lately.

D2 graduated from college. We talked her out of medical school and are thrilled she’s decided to go the surgical PA route. D3 just has one more semester and she’s on a gap year before MA/JD madness. So basically the girls are done with their undergrad work. We are proud and most definitely blessed.

That leaves LB (Little Buddy) who I now stand eye-to-nipple with. He just finished high school. So, there you have it. When he leaves for the dorm in mid August, we are officially empty nesters.

What the ?
How the?
Holy.

I know our boobs are a little droopier than yesterday (yes, I'm including DocH's in there, too, but don't worry. He's still the sexiest man to me), but what just happened?

But, I knew this day was coming. I started preparing last Fall. I savored every second of LBs senior year. Every game, every meet was attended. I recorded, photographed, and saved ticket stubs. I edited highlight reels for him and the team. We tailgated EVERY WEEK, not caring if it was a home game or away game until we, the parents, got busted by the principal. When LB got sick the last week of school, Doc H and I went to his graduation dinner dance without him. We took his framed senior portrait and let it occupy his seat at the banquet table. I danced the mother/son dance with it along side his friends and teammates. His GF took photos with it. I mean, we felt bad he stayed home with a terrible cold, but we felt an uncontrollable urge to celebrate #4, and the last kid’s high school graduation. I mean we did it!! We survived the high school years!!

So, there’s a couple chapters done. But, they were done SO well!

Thursday, March 15, 2018

Surgeon Envy is Pure Evil


Envy is the genesis of many evil; even between surgeons. Just sayin'.

Here's the bottom line. I absolutely, one-hundred-percent promise you at one point post-training things will go horrendously horrible. Everyone thinks it will never get worse than those good ol' training days when you didn't have pot to piss in, nor a dime to buy a bag of ramen.

But, guess what? It will. And, here is the monumental difference...

In training, you know things will get better. Post-training, you're stuck. This is it. This is your life.

Sounds daunting? It should.

So, here's what I'm willing to say at this moment in time to those bright and bushy tailed, those energetic sponges who have youth on their side...

You better be going into medicine because it is your calling and you can't imagine doing anything else with your life.

Don't be going into medicine simply because you:
come from a family of physicians,
want to make your parents happy,
were told by your SO you would make a good doctor,
your SO dreams of marrying a doctor,
think it will be a good way to make a ton of money,
want to bring honor to your family,
know it is an honorable occupation within your culture,
your sibling is a doctor,
or
you *think* you'll like it.

Because, medicine is a doggy business. What do I mean by "doggy"? I mean you work yourself to the bone. And, if the passion isn't there, eventually you will tire, and you never be the best at what you do. In fact, your colleagues will know it, your patients will feel it, and eventually the dissatisfaction oozes into all compartments of your life.

And after a bit of loathing, envy enters. You will become envious of those working around you with, and from a bright seed of PASSION. And, that my friends, is when the sh*t hits the fan.

I know. I'm watching it all happen. It's going down.

Stay tuned.




Monday, March 12, 2018

My Letter to Kelly (and YOU!)

I received a comment from Kelly over at Kelly's Reality. Do you know her? You should. She is another active doctor's wife blogger whose dedication to fitness is inspiring!

As I was replying, I felt like I owed all my wonderful, dear, and supportive readers this update. So, I share my response to Kelly with you. I miss blogging, and you can bet my butt I miss you!

Kelly:
Ok so you really need to come back to blogging pleaseeee! Can't believe its been a year miss all your witty comments.

YDW:
Kelly- You are too sweet!! Your comment made my day - no, week!! I am working again, and find myself with very little time to dedicate to blogging. Besides that, the wind has been taken out of my sails and I find myself suffering from an enormous bout of writer's block. The only way to shake it is to write about the saga, drama, and trauma, but I need to let some time pass to gain better perspective. Don't fret. The core of my life is well- THANK GOD! Yet, there is still much to write about. When I can, you can bet I will.... and many should be scared, VERY SCARED, because you know me, when I write I don't hold any punches.

In the meantime, know I love my life, my DocH, and my kids. We are all good and life is progressing just as it should. We are happy and I've learned that is the best revenge.  ;)

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So, all I can say at this juncture is stay tuned. I'm here. I'm available to all via email at yourdoctorswife@gmail.com. I've been posting here at there on my FB page. You can join me there, too!

Today is also Match Day. Best wishes to all who matched, and especially to those who find themselves scrambling. Stay calm, all will be well! I have yet to meet a doctor whose journey from A to B was a straight line.




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