Hello, world. It's been a while, I know. That's good. It means that I've been too busy learning and growing and living to spend much time here, but I still miss it.
So here's a fast recap. I'm on a surgery sub-I at the VAH, which is notorious for horrifically evil surgeons but has one of the best teams I've ever worked on. The hours are long and the interns sometimes take advantage of having students to do scut work, but I find that it's good for me to figure out where to draw the line and stand up for myself and the 3rd year students. The attending is brilliant and kind, though she doesn't stand for incompetence and half-hearted answers. She's told me several times about what she sees in me that is good, and it has helped so much.
Wednesday is my official 6 month anniversary. It seems much longer, honestly, because I'm so ridiculously, contentedly happy. Nathan is...well, all of the things. If that makes sense. Yes, he occasionally leaves his wet towel on my bed (!), and more often than not I yell at him for wearing his shoes on my carpet, but at the end of the day...and the middle, and the beginning, he's home to me. There's nothing I would change.
I was standing in line with him yesterday, actually, and turned around to a young man waving a baby in my face. I was absolutely delighted to recognize him and his wife as the parents of the 4th baby I personally delivered, Gavin, who is now one year old with the most adorable chubby face. He let me hold him, and I loved watching his little one-toothed grin at Nathan over my shoulder. That encounter made my day fairly evanescent.
I'm sitting in a hotel now. I have the last official mega-test of my medical school career happening in the morning, and I'm apprehensive and excited all at once. At the end of this week, the majority of my pressing issues will be resolved. I can't wait.
What a life I have. What a good, complicated, beautiful chaotic mess.
