On Family

I've come to think of the blogs I read as my little mini family. Who do I turn to when I'm feeling down and need a pick-me-up? The blogosphere. Some blogs are people I know well (A&B, T&D - I read yours all the time! Same to you maidenmetallurgist!) Others are people I will never meet in a million years, but truly enjoy reading about their lives. There's something a little voyeuristic about it, I'll admit, but I love reading 'em and it's a study break I always look forward to! So keep writing!

I'm starting to feel a bit better about my bad news. To recap: J and I made the decision some time ago we were ready to expand and have a two legged child to go with our giant four-legged hairy one. It's been longer than I had hoped, but we finally got great news, only to have it not work out. I was pretty devastated, and physically incapacitated for a while. But several good things have come of it. First, and probably best, I made the awkward decision to ask my preceptor to be my doc when the time comes. He's all about it. I may have said it would be weird and totally inappropriate, but I've come around. He really is the best doc I know, and I've met a lotta docs. He is even going to help us out so we have a better shot of getting this chance again. Second, we know it's possible. I was starting to worry there was something really wrong with me, but at least it's a possibility. With a little help we should be on the way.

The whole thing is a little unnerving. First of all, I'm in med school. Now, this is not my total identity, but it is a time consuming adventure that more often than not makes me into a hot mess. I can only imagine the hot messiness that a kid in med school will bring. Particularly if my worst fears come true (and they usually do) and he/she makes the big appearance in the middle of my board exam. You know, that one little exam that can pretty much make or break my life... Oh well. You never know what kinds of things will happen. But there's one thing I do know. Life is what happens while I'm getting my degree. And I'm not prepared to let it happen without me.

Oh and I know one more thing. A nice, deep red wine has never tasted so good.