…an apt title for this post, I think.
as I sit in my new living room in Oklahoma – the fourth state that I (and the pup!) have lived in over the past 3 years, thinking about what has happened, and what lies ahead.
those three months off were great. I got the opportunity to spend a ton of time with the parents and little siblings, made a trip to Georgia to see the older sister and her offspring, then down to Orlando for brother/sister-in-law/DISNEY WORLD time. it was tons of fun.
and then I graduated. I was actually pretty cranky the week of graduation, for a variety of reasons. I certainly had mixed emotions about traveling back to my school, especially after what had occurred during match week, and the communication (or lack thereof) that ensued during that rather difficult time. I was excited to see a lot of my friends, with all of us together again for the last time in probably quite a while. while I was excited to see friends and catch up with everyone, I ended up ditching most of the get-together activities in favor of a trip to St Louis with my three youngest siblings, doing the tourist-thing of the Gateway Arch, the City Museum, and the St Louis Zoo…
but let me back up a few days. the main reason that I was somewhat out of sorts and not up for socialization? on Wednesday we left for Missouri (myself and the three amigos), the night before we left I learned that a friend of mine from the bygone days of grad school at the good ol’ University of Colorado (a friend whom I had worked closely with for two years), had died. specifically, had, that week, set his house on fire and shot and killed both his wife and himself, leaving behind their two young children. I was pretty shook up by this. this friend was one of a small remnant of us former grad students that had made a habit over the past 4 years of getting together 1-2 times a year if possible to catch up. in fact, I just saw him, twice, in January. he seemed happy, loved his job, and as always adored his kids. I don’t know if that makes it harder to learn what happened just a few months later? certainly made me wonder what I missed. was he acting strange and we just didn’t pick up on it? regardless, it is sad. and I feel terrible for his boys.
so anyways, I was cranky. but we made it back to town in time for the graduation awards banquet (the food was terrible but I won some money! woohoo!)
graduation was fine. actually, I was super nervous and thought I might pass out. but it happened and I didn’t make myself look like too huge of an idiot. the school president did however knock over and break the university official staff of awesomeness… or whatever that thing is called. which seemed like a bad sign.
on a funner note, my entire family came (all the siblings, their spouses, my parents, etc) and we stayed in cabins on the lake for the weekend, and had tons of fun hanging out, playing games, eating, etc.
and then back to colorado (after a quick house-hunt trip) – making the most of my last few weeks of freedom before the move, we took a mini-vacation to Breckenridge, climbed the Incline in Manitou Springs, saw Wicked in Denver, wandered the floors of ikea, had backyard fires with marshmallow roastings, and just enjoyed life.
and now, I am here in Oklahoma. all moved into my house just a few blocks from the hospital, hoping I get the opportunity to stay for a while, and my stuff spends more than 12 months out of boxes. Edison and I are getting the lay of the land, both the neighborhood and the nearby “mountain” that is really more of a hill with some neat hiking. orientation is winding down, we have learned ATLS and the hospital EMR system, and picked out our desks in the resident lounge. I’ve met more people than names I actually remember, and have a badge that says “doctor” on it.
and so I officially start Wednesday, July 1st at 5 am. I think I’m ready? as ready as I will be, I suppose.