Postcards from the Tip of Insanity

Hey all,
Forgot to report that I arrived safely in Texas. The 14 hour drive was not so bad, I started at 6am and made it to the door at almost exactly 8pm. Books on tape and Ipods are a life saver.

So I had one DWB in Oklahoma (Diva girl I know it’s your home but seriously!). I drove past a local cop (doing the speed limit, surprising since I did 90mph most of the way to Texas) and about 10 miles down the road, he pulls me over. Since I wasn’t speeding I didn’t think anything of it. I just got my license and registration ready to present to the cop. He looked pretty disappointed when he looked into the car. What does he say….. “Ummm ma’am, we got several calls about you weaving pretty bad so I had to check that you hadn’t been drinking”. I said I sure have been drinking… WATER! Now how would the folks on the road know to call the local yokels? He looked at my license and let me proceed. Now what I think happened is that he saw a brown person in a hat and just KNEW it was a dude!

But otherwise the trip was uneventful.

Missing my Coach more than I should admit in public. We spent Friday and Saturday together just hanging out and getting me ready for the road. I met his mom (that’s a story for later but I will just say that it went well).

Okay I have to get ready for work tomorrow. Baylor is really nice and I really like the people. I’m working my butt off trying to get a letter of recommendation out of the rotation so I have to be well rested…

I am wired y’all. I’m trying to get packed for my long drive to Dallas this weekend and of course, nothing is done! I have to do laundry, pick up an atlas, clean up my room, make sure I have all of my paperwork, and somewhere in the course of the night, stop by my mom’s to pick up some stuff. Yeah, I’m gonna be up ALL night.

Today I just feel like I’m spinning my wheels in place. No forward movement at all.

Physically I’m better, mentally I’m beat. Too much on my plate right now. Even my extra special Coach has been bungee jumping from my last nerve. He and I were both irritable last night so I picked him up from work and we went straight to bed. No silly conversations, just a good night! Today he is in a funk so he has a bit of attitude. I have a plan to snap him out of it but he might want to cooperate a little bit. I don’t know how somebody who is always Mr Jokey Joke can be so serious sometimes… he must not know I will paper-cut him until he is in agony.

I will probably be MIA until Monday or Tuesday but if I can get any internet access, I’ll be checking on you!

I hate feeling out of control. My stress level is starting to affect my immune system. On top of the respiratory infection followed by the ear infection, I now have a bladder infection!

So I postponed my boards until August. I made the mistake of taking the first part of boards when I wasn’t ready so now I refuse to make that mistake again. I don’t want to get to the test and have my bladder start clowning. So boo Bad Bladders during Boards study! (can I tell you how much I love those Red St.ripe commercials) Hooray Beer! I am a bit less stressed about that now.

How come I blanked out on one of my skills on my clinical skills exam? And an easy one at that! I sat down at the model and just froze. So I will have to remediate that station (and probably a couple others). The one I was MOST worried about.. got it with no trouble! You know how that is.

Okay I’m tired and it has been hot like West Hades in my house so I’m gonna nap.. more later!

“Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
Till it’s gone”

In the early stages, post-divorce I totally agreed with the words of that song but today, it’s a matter of I didn’t know what I wanted until I got it. At my loneliest (scroll down, y’all remember) I was so concerned that I wouldn’t find a closeness like I had with the ex-husband. Now, I’m thankful I don’t have a man in my life who is like the ex.

Can I tell y’all how much I’m digging dating an intelligent man? That is soooo dang sexy! So I’m working on a personal statement for an honor society I’m trying to get elected to and I forwarded it to him for his opinion/assistance. This is so not something I could have done with the ex or even with my favorite rebound man since both of them had ummm let’s just say substandard writing skils. But anyway, I sent it to him and his initial comment was that he liked where I was going with the statement and it sounded pretty good to him. He gave a few tips and I thought that was the end of that. How about today he reworked the whole statement and it just FLOWS!!! It’s exactly what I was trying to get across. He is THAT guy! I appreciate his level of concern, his support, and his follow-through. I am ever amazed at how well we mesh and how I can start the sentence and he completes it. He even went to the website for the honor society to get a feel for what the honor society is all about and what they are looking for. Ok wow!

Twice this week I’ve had to be “Super-Doc” on the street. Sunday when we were coming back from Cos.tco, a little boy was hit by a car. The kid had to be about 6 or 7 years old. He was with teenage cousins and ran out into an extremely busy street. The cousins made the mistake of picking up trying to carry him to safety (side note- NEVER NEVER NEVER move someone when they are hit by a car). I stopped the car and Coach dials 911. I grabbed my stethoscope and went to check on the little boy. Nasty gash on the back of the head but he was on the surface ok. Crying is sometimes a good thing, because it lets us know that you are still functioning. I stayed with him until the ambulance got there and then proceeded with the day. Coach asked me if I was okay. I had to remind him that although I can be extra sensitive, there is a certain level of professional detachment needed to care for an injured child. The second episode was at the Little League game yesterday. One of his players got hit in the shin (pretty dang hard). I made sure it wasn’t broken, stretched it out and iced it down. Coach is always so proud of me. He calls me his personal physician (Dr Death when nobody is around).

Ok so I’m procrastinating, guess I’ll get back to work.

Popping my head in for a few minutes…
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Now back to our irregularly scheduled program:
So good news upfront, I passed my surgery make-up exam! Well not by a whole lot but what the hell, I’ll take it!

Moved my boards to the 20th of the month. With the ear infection, I had quite the set back and I needed a whole week extra. The practice questions are still not great but I do feel like I understand what I’m doing wrong for the most part.

My titleless relationship with Coach is ever so wonderful. I have spent the past couple of weekends with him and I even get a chance to study for a big part of the day. Matter of fact, he wasn’t feeling well a couple nights ago and I stayed with him for comfort. I was in the living room studying while he slept and he thought I had gone home. It actually felt good to hear him say that he was a bit saddened by the idea that I had gone home. He might actually miss me while I’m gone this summer. I’m becoming pretty attached to him as I think he is to me. Interestingly enough, we’re both the non-mushy type so right now our most affectionate phrase is “Thank you”. It’s amazing how much we take that phrase for granted. Sometimes I have to stop and tell him “Thank you for being you” and he says the same thing back to me. You have to acknowledge how much you appreciate the people in your life. He’s a great listener and a wonderful friend. We get along pretty swimmingly. The interesting thing is that people at the park where he coaches Litt.le Le.ag.ue are starting to associate us with one another. He even says that the kids on the team know who I am. I don’t come out there for show but rather because I think that what he’s doing is fabulous and he coaches the cutest kids on earth. His co-coach thinks it’s wonderful that I’m so supportive (and wishes his girlfriend was the same way). I had the full support of my family in everything I’ve been involved in and I am the same way for people I care about. It’s not about being seen, it’s about letting the important people in your life know that they matter. Ok wait, did I say he was important? This thing is getting WAY out of hand.

Choir rehearsals are going well, I really enjoy singing in the Women’s Chorus. I found out this week that I can either sing 1st Alto or 2nd Soprano. I prefer alto but I am open to going over to the soprano side of the house. We have a weekly voice class at church and I’m hoping to be able to take it (well at least once I’m settled back in Chicago post-travels).

Anywhoo, tis my update on life… back to the books.

This has been one of those weeks…

Since I’ve been sick all week, I’m WAY behind on my studying for my boards. And to make it better, I am doing HORRIBLE on all my practice exams.

Boards are scheduled for 7/13. I leave for a rotation in Dallas on July 23rd. I am so stressed right now. Not to mention I need to start my paperwork for my residency application (personal statement, CV, etc). That’s all due on the 26th of this month (and I’m going to be with my goddaughters so I won’t really get much work).

And why on a day that I get up on time to do what I need to do are they doing major destruction construction under my window.

Why did my hard drive on my laptop die? Why did I know it was sick and not back up my photos or music?

Calgon, take me away!!!