You know those moments? The ones where everything is going your way and there is nothing to complain about? I'm pretty sure the planets have to align just right for it to happen but occasionally it happens and you find yourself thinking, "Life is good."
Life is good.
Wanna know why?
I'm home. With my family. My whole family.
Wanna know what else?
I just spent all morning pampering my horse. It's therapeutic for me. And I have missed it so much.
Wanna know more?
As I was braiding my horse's tail, I could hear Squeaks giggling as she was being chased around the yard by my dog.
Life is so good, guys. So, so good.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Friday, June 15, 2012
Third Year is Over!
It's over! Third year is officially over!
Most people who have done medical school, say third year is the worst. And I agree. It was hard for me and Squeaks. It was hard for Mav too. It was a hard year.
I think it was hard because third year matters. Mav wanted to do well on all of his rotations. The worst part for him was probably that he was gone all day long and then he would have to come home and study all night long. On the plus side, no rotation lasts forever. The first day of surgery, he came home saying only seven weeks and seven days left. Surgery was the worst! Psych was a close second. It was easy for Mav but he hated it.
It's done! It's behind us! Mav came out pretty well, I think. He honored in surgery, pediatrics and OB/GYN.
And now we get to move onto the fun stuff: fourth year. We get to start researching residencies, interviewing and counting down to match day and graduation. We can start planning the next chapter of our lives! Well, as much as you can plan it with the match. I can hardly believe we're almost done.
So, here's to fourth year!!
Most people who have done medical school, say third year is the worst. And I agree. It was hard for me and Squeaks. It was hard for Mav too. It was a hard year.
I think it was hard because third year matters. Mav wanted to do well on all of his rotations. The worst part for him was probably that he was gone all day long and then he would have to come home and study all night long. On the plus side, no rotation lasts forever. The first day of surgery, he came home saying only seven weeks and seven days left. Surgery was the worst! Psych was a close second. It was easy for Mav but he hated it.
It's done! It's behind us! Mav came out pretty well, I think. He honored in surgery, pediatrics and OB/GYN.
And now we get to move onto the fun stuff: fourth year. We get to start researching residencies, interviewing and counting down to match day and graduation. We can start planning the next chapter of our lives! Well, as much as you can plan it with the match. I can hardly believe we're almost done.
So, here's to fourth year!!
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