Life Update

Not that anyone reads this but me, but maybe someday when I'm dead, my amazing daughter will find this and laugh at me.  

I'm off the box.  It seems a bit odd posting under "The Medic Mom" when I'm not on the box anymore.  I'm still a state and nationally certified medic.  But I'm not on the box anymore.  Haven't been for over a year now.  

And it's not a bad gig, this teaching thing.  See, right now, I'm working from home (well, RIGHT now, I'm procrastinating from home).  My darling daughter is napping in the other room, and I'm posting quizzes and lectures for my student.  The best part:  You don't know if I'm dressed up, clean and showered, or sitting here in my underwear right now.  And it DOESN'T MATTER!

I love my job.  It's not too hard, but it's still challenging.  I have time to breathe, I sleep in my own bed every night, and the most dangerous part about my job is driving too and from work.  No scary, creepy people, no middle of the night wake-ups, no out-in-the-rain accidents.  It's cush.  

But here's the rub- I like medicine more.  I always have, and I'm finally ready to start pushing my way back toward medical school.  I'm solving some of my "life" problems- sleep, exercise, health, organization, discipline- we're saving as much money as we can, and I'm studying to take the MCAT next spring.  

I'm a little nervous, but not about school itself.  I'm nervous about how it will change the family dynamics we have built.  School is school.  I love medicine, and while the first two years will be challenging, it's not anything that I can't handle.  The rest of it, I think, will be awesome.  Because I'm not in it for the money, the prestige, or the fancy white coat.  I'm in it because you can wear pajamas to work because I love medicine.  I love the intricacies of the human body.  I love physiology.  I love the dynamic between emotional, social, and physical health.  I love people.  I love the challenge of "what's wrong with this person."  And I love the feeling of providing relief to someone who is hurting.  

Yeah, I'm an idealist... what can I say...

Nonetheless, my path in life is curvy, but I'm learning to enjoy the twists and turns.  Time to push forward and see what else is in store...