I realize more and more each week the changes, challenges, and triumphs of this new step into Residency...and I also have the realization that I am not "used" to it yet. Thats ok though...with anything new it takes a while to become normal.
Hubby is growing and learning so much...I am learning to watch and find my place of support. There have been many more firsts over the last week or two...
- his lab coat...the long coat arrived...all 3 of them complete with his name, title monogrammed on them! A doctor must always look his best...so I ironed and starched them all! The first day he wore it Krystal and I happened to pick him up from work that day...wow...he looked like a doctor...long coat, tired eyes, scrubs, and lunch in hand {at 6pm}
- I watched him receive a page as we were walking into a movie...a patient was in pain...and I could see the compassion and worry in his eyes.
- I hear him receive a page in the middle of the night...he is getting more comfortable with his new name...he used to answer with his first name...in my half slumber at 1:47am I heard him answer with his new doctor title and then spill off some information for the nurse that I half understand...sounded so weird.
- I listened to him fret and work out the complication in his mind...not knowing if a patient would need an amputation.
- I see him half sleep...not sure if he will miss the alarm, a page, or worse---oversleep.
- I celebrated with him when he got his first paycheck {woo hoo!!!}
- I try to cook dinner every night...a good meal a day keeps the doctor going!
- I pray for his surgeries. So today is another big day!!! Hubby has his first complicated surgery {aren't they all?}...meaning non-routine case. I can't go into details...but I am always so impressed with his knowledge, humility yet confidence, and ease with each procedure he performs.
eta...hubby came home early last night and we had an impromptu date night!!! : dinner and a movie {on the couch}. What a surprise treat! until...half way through the movie he was paged and had to go back to the hospital because of a non-compliant patient. I watched as he hurriedly raced about getting back into scrubs and out the door...I stood there for a moment as it became quiet again and realized...he too is adjusting and is so tired.So I'm learning...he's learning...and we are growing and I am so proud of him!
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