It’s October Medical Monday for those of you visiting from the linkup. Quick intro for the newbies – we are PGY3 in ortho and we live in NYC. I don’t work in medicine, but I support my hard working hubby who does. We were driving back recently from a nice weekend away visiting family, and thoughts ran through my head about how the first 2 years of residency felt like they went by sooo slow. It almost felt like we were never going to make it to 3rd year. It felt so far away. The reality is we are almost half way done residency come December. So I know we are making progress but sometimes the inching along feels like centimeters.
I didn’t feel that way about the first 2 years of medical school. I felt like I blinked and they were over. It could be because during med school we were fresh in a new city, new life and new beginnings. Now we have 6 years in the city under our belts, Mr. Dr. regularly has crow’s feet around his eyes from sleep deprivation and I am knocked up. I guess when you sum it up like that it seems like a lot has happened since we started the medicine journey. And while a lot has happened, residency is every bit as tumultuous as I expected, and at times worse. I have already seen an improvement for him 3 months into his 3rd year but it’s still residency and it’s still a doozy. There are parts that have gotten better and parts that have gotten tougher. As I write this I find myself in an anti-residency mindset. I haven’t felt this anti in a while. Maybe it’s the hormones or maybe it’s that I am entitled to feel this way every so often and that’s OK too. Maybe it’s a bit of anxiety knowing we are welcoming our first child into this world in a few months. Maybe it’s because his call schedule sucks at the moment. Maybe it’s D. all of the above. Probably.
But even though I’m having an anti moment, I never lose sight of the fact that we are actually gravitating towards the end. It’ll come, just in a few years. It feels like I’ll be extra wrinkly by then and we might have 3 kids living in a 1 bedroom apartment when it comes but it will get here.
I also found myself pondering what I want in my future dream home recently. I realized I have no freaking clue. I know nothing more than my tiny apartment and concrete outdoor space. I currently base my idealistic dream home on what I see on HGTV and what I dislike and love about our families’ houses. I’m going to start making a list and as ideas pop into my head I will just write it down so I don’t lose sight. But then again, in 10 years when we might actually be building our first home, that stuff will be outdated. So perhaps I shouldn’t waste my time. Maybe I’ll stick to big ideas for now and no specifics. Yes, that’s what I’ll do.