Friday Flashback: February 1-22

I've been blogging about this weird med school/residency journey for almost three years. Every Friday, I'll bring you insight from years past (you know, in case you missed my oh-so-important recap of med school prom or what have you).

One year ago (Y is a 4th year, and I'm finally able to go with him on a few residency interviews):

• What living with a doctor is really  like
• Mildly racist comments from mildly clever future doctors
• Y reveals the best part about flying so much for interviews

Two years ago (Y is still excited about starting to see patients, and looooves to talk about it!)

• Just another ruined breakfast

Three years ago (Y is a second year)

• Your doctor is good at math.

What medical adventures were you getting into one year ago this week? Two years ago? 5 years ago? Share your link in the comments!

sh*t residents (and medical students) say

missing the taste of home

Neither of us have been back to Louisiana since we moved to Minneapolis in June. It's a little rough, but for the most part we've both been too busy to let it get us down.

Last week, however, Y came home from work looking a little sad. We were in the middle of a giant group text message with his parents, his brother, and his brother's girlfriend. It started with his mother wishing us all Shabbat shalom! and then turned into an all out emoji-fest.

"I could really go for some chopped liver," Y said dejectedly.

You're probably thinking that sounds disgusting (it's okay, I'm with you), but chopped liver is actually a Jewish delicacy that Y's dad makes to the family's great delight. When Y came home longing for chopped liver, I knew better; he was actually longing for the family dinners we used to share on Sunday nights at their house. 

That night, we sat down to our own family dinner, and Y started telling me about his day. 

"I got to do an autopsy today," he said.

"Oh really?" I asked, feeling a little sorry for him and being extra nice. "Was it like CSI?"

I watched him eat his dinner, knowing he was wishing we were eating chopped liver with his family. 

"No, it wasn't like CSI," he said. "It was an autopsy on just a liver."


And then, knowing his craving came from cutting up a human liver, I started feeling sorry for him for different reasons.

Thursday's link up topic

By the end of this week, fourth year med students will have turned in their rank lists and they'll just be...waiting. I can tell you firsthand, IT. IS. EXCRUCIATING. (And probably 800x worse for the actual student). 

On Thursday, let's link up and tell those who are going through it how we dealt with the excruciating hellish terrible it's not so bad? few weeks before match day. 

How did you meet your [future] doctor?

If you wrote about how you and your medical lovahhh met, link up here! I can't wait to read your stories. Mine is coming soon. Get excited -- it's the sweetest story ever told. #not

Medical Valentines

If you're looking for a last minute valentine for that special medical someone, I've got you covered. These little valentines are perfect for the constant studier, whether it's for a shelf exam, Step 1, Step 2, Step 3, or Step 8 zillion.

 Just stick one of these valentines -- conveniently shaped like a bookmark -- in whatever book they're using to study, and they can't miss it.

Because every medical spouse knows you have to get sneaky to actually get any attention around here, am I right?

 Click here to download the printable PDF!

PS. I couldn't press publish without a shout out to fellow medical spouse Katie at Priceless Design. These bad boys would be a million times better if I'd actually gotten my ish together and let her help me design; instead I contacted her for her design skills approximately 8 seconds before I needed them. You should check her out!

back in the blogging game

I was MIA last week; I'm sure you all understand: Y went from being on a tough rotation, where he was rarely home, to a consult month. 8 to 5, weekends off. Although it's obviously nice to, you know, actually SEE him, I find it really difficult to adjust to not having so much free time.

This Thursday, in honor of Valentine's Day, our link up topic will be the story of how you met your medical man. (Or woman. But so far, I've only heard about women in relationships with men who read this blog. Am I wrong?) 

Can't wait to read some love stories!