I have had two incidences very recently that make me ask "What am I thinking!?" I'm not talking about things like, oh I forgot I put clothes in the washer 4 hours ago and they are ready to go in the dryer. Or being in the shower and wondering where's my razor, it's not on the side of the tub like usual, is it by the sink, no, oh it's still in the shower at the lake house. Now that I've been looking for my razor I forget did I already wash my hair? No that's everyday, normal, forgetfulness. What I'm talking about is more serious, scary, you need Abilify level.
Okay, #1. Friday just before we left to go to the lake a huge storm started brewing at our house. The moment we were ready to walk out the door there was torrential rain, thunder, lightning, the whole deal. I asked Blake if we could wait a while to let it pass. He said no, let's go, we'll be out of it in no time, if we stay it will just get worse; by the way your driving. The minute I pull out of the driveway I can't see anything. What's the first thing I do when I get out of our neighborhood? Run a red light. I ran it because 1) I was concentrating so hard on the road, I wasn't looking up 2) This is one of those lights that's ALWAYS green, I don't usually pay it much attention. Blake was paying attention. He started off calm, "Erin, you gonna stop?" But quickly turned more frantic "Erin STOP!" But I couldn't. Luckily the dump truck that had the green light had noticed my bad driving. Blake tried to scrunch into the fetal position, which I can now laugh about. And a little further down the road when it started hailing I lost my driving privileges. Blake walked around the car to come to the drivers side and he might as well have jumped into a pool, he was SOAKED. He also caught a piece of hail to the face. I also laughed about this, but first I cried out of frustration and because I thought my car was going to get dinged up and look like a golf ball. Of course there was no damage, just wasted tears.
#2. Yesterday I met some friends downtown for lunch. Someone was leaving right as I was getting there, and I quickly claimed their spot on the busiest street downtown. We took our time eating and were there about an hour. When I walked back to my car I was surprised to see that my car door was wide open, locked, but left open. WHAT? How do you do that? I have no explanation for this. I did a quick scan, yep my Ray Bans are still here, Garmin check, stethoscope check, nothing was moved. Then the fear of the battery being run down and the car not cranking set it. Thank goodness it fired right up and I went home. Whew I was lucky. I still haven't told Blake about this one. Maybe he won't read this blog....:) Hopefully that is the last of my What the Heck? moments for now.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
Takin care of business
So I am officially a fourth year! As exciting as that is, it also kind of gives me a stomach ache because there are a lot of deadlines and things to be accomplished before graduation. I have to pass another round of boards, start my application process for residency, interview etc. while still being a student and going through rotations. Anyway, I'll take it one step at a time and enjoy my accomplishment of completing another year of med school.
Another exciting fact is that I live in Augusta again! I have had two away rotations in a row and have been gone for 3 months. I came back from doing Ob/Gyn in LaGrange. It's was a very good rotation and I got to see/help 19 little ones enter the world. I kind of felt like I left one home to come to another. I am glad to be back though and feel like a married person again, be in my house, see friends, go to my church, etc.
During my last week in LaGrange I was talking to Blake and he says, "We need to talk about something." Uh oh. He said I have too much stuff and when I get back I need to go through it all and throw out anything I haven't used in a year. He said he was especially talking about shoes and purses. My response: "Ha, No." He said no really, "you need to take care of business." I laughed really hard at this statement and informed him that throwing out my stuff is about last on my list of things I want to get done. The shoes really are not up for discussion, they aren't going anywhere, but I do admit I have a lot of purses. I think I still have about every purse I've ever been given. And maybe it's true that I haven't touched many of them in a long time.
It's weird because I don't like things to be cluttered, but I don't like to throw things away. I only have small purses because I keep very little in them - wallet, phone, keys, lip gloss, done. Same with my car - I like for it to be empty. But for some reason, I tend to keep things way after their use is up.
Don't get me wrong, if I thought it would benefit anyone else for me to give up some stuff I would, but how good would my tiny purses be to anyone else. I have to admit, I did realize something as I was unpacking my suitcases I've been living out of for three months. I was putting stuff back into drawers that were already over half full. There was that much stuff I hadn't even thought of in all that time. Dang it, Blake's right, I've got a lot of junk. I will make an effort to purge.
But first we are heading to Lake Oconee this weekend for Blake's family reunion. Usually family reunions are dreaded but this one is always sooo much fun. A weekend on the lake with good food and family - what could be better? I have been looking forward to it for some time and can't wait to get out of town at 5:30.
Another exciting fact is that I live in Augusta again! I have had two away rotations in a row and have been gone for 3 months. I came back from doing Ob/Gyn in LaGrange. It's was a very good rotation and I got to see/help 19 little ones enter the world. I kind of felt like I left one home to come to another. I am glad to be back though and feel like a married person again, be in my house, see friends, go to my church, etc.
During my last week in LaGrange I was talking to Blake and he says, "We need to talk about something." Uh oh. He said I have too much stuff and when I get back I need to go through it all and throw out anything I haven't used in a year. He said he was especially talking about shoes and purses. My response: "Ha, No." He said no really, "you need to take care of business." I laughed really hard at this statement and informed him that throwing out my stuff is about last on my list of things I want to get done. The shoes really are not up for discussion, they aren't going anywhere, but I do admit I have a lot of purses. I think I still have about every purse I've ever been given. And maybe it's true that I haven't touched many of them in a long time.
It's weird because I don't like things to be cluttered, but I don't like to throw things away. I only have small purses because I keep very little in them - wallet, phone, keys, lip gloss, done. Same with my car - I like for it to be empty. But for some reason, I tend to keep things way after their use is up.
Don't get me wrong, if I thought it would benefit anyone else for me to give up some stuff I would, but how good would my tiny purses be to anyone else. I have to admit, I did realize something as I was unpacking my suitcases I've been living out of for three months. I was putting stuff back into drawers that were already over half full. There was that much stuff I hadn't even thought of in all that time. Dang it, Blake's right, I've got a lot of junk. I will make an effort to purge.
But first we are heading to Lake Oconee this weekend for Blake's family reunion. Usually family reunions are dreaded but this one is always sooo much fun. A weekend on the lake with good food and family - what could be better? I have been looking forward to it for some time and can't wait to get out of town at 5:30.
Monday, June 21, 2010
My 2 Favorite Questions
So I am 1 week from becoming a 4th year medical student! For the past year I have been doing my rotations. I'm finishing up my Ob/Gyn rotation at home in LaGrange. This past week I got to be present for the delivery of twins! I had been looking forward to the coming of these twins for weeks. I had seen the mom in the office several times and when I got to the hospital I introduced myself to the rest of the family.
I went through my typical spill, "Hi, I'm Erin, I'm a Medical student, I've been working with Dr. Bowie and I'm going to be here for the delivery." blah blah. Right after I say this the mom looks at me and says, "and you're 18." I feel a confused expression come over my face. "Huh." "You're 18 right?" More confusion. "Years old. No. I'm 25."
After this everyone starts to laugh and they look at the nurse who also has the gift of looking younger than she is and I can tell they've had this conversation already. Someone makes a joke about how there must be special water at the hospital or something. I wasn't so amused by the situation. I get this a lot, but not usually 18. I wouldn't mind looking 22, but at least a number in the same decade - come on.
Not 2 minutes later I get my other favorite question, which probably surpasses the age. A family member starts a conversation and asks, "Did you say you were going to be an LPN or and RN?" I smile and reply, "No no, I'm going to be an MD, a physician." Then I get a surprised look and "Ooooh."
I also get this question quite often and every time it happens I wait for the pissed off feeling to come over me....but it just doesn't come. I think it's because,
1) I totally respect nurses and don't mind being compared to them. I definitely couldn't do their job and I think they are awesome.
2) It just amuses me that the stereotype is still so strong. That because I am female I must be a nurse.
3) It shows that people are totally clueless. It's not their fault. They don't connect "medical school", white coat with your name and title printed on it, stetoscope, etc. to....not nurse. It really is hard to understand the system when you're on the outside.
Anyway, after I clarified these two burning questions, I was able to catch two healthy, beautiful twin boys and it was awesome!
I went through my typical spill, "Hi, I'm Erin, I'm a Medical student, I've been working with Dr. Bowie and I'm going to be here for the delivery." blah blah. Right after I say this the mom looks at me and says, "and you're 18." I feel a confused expression come over my face. "Huh." "You're 18 right?" More confusion. "Years old. No. I'm 25."
After this everyone starts to laugh and they look at the nurse who also has the gift of looking younger than she is and I can tell they've had this conversation already. Someone makes a joke about how there must be special water at the hospital or something. I wasn't so amused by the situation. I get this a lot, but not usually 18. I wouldn't mind looking 22, but at least a number in the same decade - come on.
Not 2 minutes later I get my other favorite question, which probably surpasses the age. A family member starts a conversation and asks, "Did you say you were going to be an LPN or and RN?" I smile and reply, "No no, I'm going to be an MD, a physician." Then I get a surprised look and "Ooooh."
I also get this question quite often and every time it happens I wait for the pissed off feeling to come over me....but it just doesn't come. I think it's because,
1) I totally respect nurses and don't mind being compared to them. I definitely couldn't do their job and I think they are awesome.
2) It just amuses me that the stereotype is still so strong. That because I am female I must be a nurse.
3) It shows that people are totally clueless. It's not their fault. They don't connect "medical school", white coat with your name and title printed on it, stetoscope, etc. to....not nurse. It really is hard to understand the system when you're on the outside.
Anyway, after I clarified these two burning questions, I was able to catch two healthy, beautiful twin boys and it was awesome!
Here Goes...
I finally bit the bullet, I'm a blogger. I have considered blogging for several months now. From time to time you have those "experiences" that you feel like you should share with others, or at least deserve documentation. I also enjoy reading my friend's blogs so maybe someone will enjoy reading mine. I don't know how diligent I will be, but here goes...
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