Andy has always told me that I need to meet more people and socialize more. Personally, I'm pretty happy with having a small social circle. However, every once in a while I make the effort to expand the circle. Last summer, Grand Forks got a new OB fellow, and Andy forced me to talk to him and his wife, Wendy. As it turns out, Wendy and I became friends and she made the first year of residency much easier. She had already been through it and was able to lend some much needed perspective and advice. I, on the other hand, told her about the Sioux Kids Club, North Dakota winters, and Happy Harry's. It was a good relationship. To add even more benefits, we vented about our living arrangements to each other, our kids played together, and we spent more than our fair share of time avoiding all the things we needed to get done by chatting with each other.
The end of July also meant the end of Eric's year as a fellow. Today Eric, Wendy, and their boys moved to Kansas for Eric to start practice. It has been a sad day. Meg sat down on the ground and declared that she didn't want them to go. Joseph cried, and that set the rest of us off. But in the end, they had to get in the car and start the long drive. It has been an odd day without them around. Nico has looked for them more than once, and Meg was sitting on the step at their house looking a little lost. I bought a new comforter set as inspiration to clean my bedroom...just to give me something to do.
While I realize that Kansas isn't the end of the earth, it is far enough away that walking over to chat for a few minutes is no longer going to happen. I guess that's why they have Skype!
I told Andy a bit ago that this is precisely why I don't like to meet new people. There are some that you are sorry you met, and some that you really enjoy, and some that you really treasure. It stinks when they have to move.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Things I Don't Want My Children to Learn
In light of recent events, I've put together a list of things I don't want my children to learn. Mostly, this is a therapeutic venting exercise, but perhaps by putting them in writing I will remember to guard against the installation of these types of values in my kids.
1. It is necessary to subjugate yourself to the masses - even if you know in your heart that the masses are not motivated by the greater good, but rather a selfish urge to improve their own position.
2. In dealing with others, it is necessary to bury all conflict. After all, it is better for the boat to go down in a fiery inferno one day than rock it a bit once in a while.
3. Social position and other people's opinions are more important than what you feel about yourself.
4. It is more important to advance your own position than it is to reach out to help someone else.
5. It isn't acceptable to reach beyond the low expectations that have been imposed upon you by others. Aim to be only average. Believe that you aren't good enough to do it.
1. It is necessary to subjugate yourself to the masses - even if you know in your heart that the masses are not motivated by the greater good, but rather a selfish urge to improve their own position.
2. In dealing with others, it is necessary to bury all conflict. After all, it is better for the boat to go down in a fiery inferno one day than rock it a bit once in a while.
3. Social position and other people's opinions are more important than what you feel about yourself.
4. It is more important to advance your own position than it is to reach out to help someone else.
5. It isn't acceptable to reach beyond the low expectations that have been imposed upon you by others. Aim to be only average. Believe that you aren't good enough to do it.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
June Blew By!
June brought a number of wonderful events to our household! First - and very important - Andy's brother Joey married Amanda in Key West! Not only are we thrilled with the new addition to the family, but Andy and I were thrilled to have a week to spend together in a place we'd never been. My mom stayed with the kids and Andy and I got to spend the week relaxing and enjoying each other. The food was amazing, the night life was wonderful, and the heat was unbelievable. When we arrived back in Grand Forks I wasn't sure if I should be grateful that it was a cool 65 degrees or depressed that it was 65 degrees. Regardless, it was a wonderful trip. What made it even more wonderful was the news we got as our plane was landing in Miami - Andy passed his Step 3 exams, and has now filed to get his permanent license. He should have that in the next few weeks.
June was also busy for Andy with teaching service call. As always, its a rough rotation. As of July 1 he is officially a second year resident and is now on OB call. While he likes delivering babies, he isn't liking this particular schedule. He has 3 days off this month - that is it! - and is also scheduled for jury duty starting tomorrow. With call shifts every other day and full clinic shifts the others, I'm not sure how that is going to work out.
Megan started summer camp in June, and goes 2 hours every week day. She's enjoying it and likes to make new friends. Nico loved his summer gym class, and has started baseball as well. The kids and I took a trip to Sioux Falls a week ago and had a great time down there. I learned to knit slippers, and I do believe our house is going to be well outfitted with slippers by the time winter rolls around.
In other news, June didn't bring all good tidings. My friend Rob lost his 5 year old daughter in June, because someone didn't unload and lock a handgun in the home. As much as my heart breaks for Rob and his family, the anger I have towards the irresponsibilty shown by the gun owner seems to grow daily. Please people - if you own a gun please lock it up properly every tiime.
June was also busy for Andy with teaching service call. As always, its a rough rotation. As of July 1 he is officially a second year resident and is now on OB call. While he likes delivering babies, he isn't liking this particular schedule. He has 3 days off this month - that is it! - and is also scheduled for jury duty starting tomorrow. With call shifts every other day and full clinic shifts the others, I'm not sure how that is going to work out.
Megan started summer camp in June, and goes 2 hours every week day. She's enjoying it and likes to make new friends. Nico loved his summer gym class, and has started baseball as well. The kids and I took a trip to Sioux Falls a week ago and had a great time down there. I learned to knit slippers, and I do believe our house is going to be well outfitted with slippers by the time winter rolls around.
In other news, June didn't bring all good tidings. My friend Rob lost his 5 year old daughter in June, because someone didn't unload and lock a handgun in the home. As much as my heart breaks for Rob and his family, the anger I have towards the irresponsibilty shown by the gun owner seems to grow daily. Please people - if you own a gun please lock it up properly every tiime.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
The End of an Era...or a Semester
Today I filed my grades for this semester. I am proud of my students and they have - for the most part - worked hard to make it. On the other hand, I am fairly certain I blew my grade for my Archaeology lab after taking my final exam with a pounding headache. It is very difficult to identify bones when your head is throbbing and the lights are blinding you. I suppose I can handle a B in grad school though. It certainly isn't the end of the world.
After a nice 2 months - and we did enjoy them! - Andy is back on call. He does pediatrics this month, then a month of teaching service and then a month of OB. By August I think he is in another non-call month and we are all waiting for that already. He took his Step 3 exams to get his full license yesterday and today, and now we are waiting for results. I think he's a bit nervous but we all know he did just fine. Once his results come back he will apply for his license and then will be able to start moonlighting. While it means he will be gone more, it also means a nice paycheck after every weekend!
Megan's dance recital is this weekend. I am a bit fed up with the hidden costs of dance, but I know that she is having a blast so it is hard to stay upset for any length of time. Auntie Mona and Uncle Danny are coming up from Sioux Falls with their family to watch the show, and Megan is really looking forward to it. Even more exciting is her "Spa Day" before the show, when she gets to have her hair done at the salon and they are going to put GLITTER ON HER CHEEKS AND EYES!!! The emphasis is hers, not mine. She is a very excited little girl.
Nico's counting down the days until school lets out and he is officially a third grader. I think he feels that second grade has been good, but he's seen all of its tricks and it is time to move on to bigger and better things. We also need to decide if he is going to be swimming competitively this summer. His swim coach seems to think he will do very well in his age group. I must admit that he is a better swimmer than hockey player, and I'd much rather spend the afternoon at the pool than freezing at an ice rink. We'll have to see how this plays out.
My friend, Chester, leaves for Cyprus on an archaeological dig on Tuesday. I have gotten used to having him around all the time and I think I am actually going to miss him while he is gone. I am equally concerned that he is going to be upset with me when he comes back, as I suggested that he go even though I know that it isn't really his kind of thing. We shall see how this turns out!
After a nice 2 months - and we did enjoy them! - Andy is back on call. He does pediatrics this month, then a month of teaching service and then a month of OB. By August I think he is in another non-call month and we are all waiting for that already. He took his Step 3 exams to get his full license yesterday and today, and now we are waiting for results. I think he's a bit nervous but we all know he did just fine. Once his results come back he will apply for his license and then will be able to start moonlighting. While it means he will be gone more, it also means a nice paycheck after every weekend!
Megan's dance recital is this weekend. I am a bit fed up with the hidden costs of dance, but I know that she is having a blast so it is hard to stay upset for any length of time. Auntie Mona and Uncle Danny are coming up from Sioux Falls with their family to watch the show, and Megan is really looking forward to it. Even more exciting is her "Spa Day" before the show, when she gets to have her hair done at the salon and they are going to put GLITTER ON HER CHEEKS AND EYES!!! The emphasis is hers, not mine. She is a very excited little girl.
Nico's counting down the days until school lets out and he is officially a third grader. I think he feels that second grade has been good, but he's seen all of its tricks and it is time to move on to bigger and better things. We also need to decide if he is going to be swimming competitively this summer. His swim coach seems to think he will do very well in his age group. I must admit that he is a better swimmer than hockey player, and I'd much rather spend the afternoon at the pool than freezing at an ice rink. We'll have to see how this plays out.
My friend, Chester, leaves for Cyprus on an archaeological dig on Tuesday. I have gotten used to having him around all the time and I think I am actually going to miss him while he is gone. I am equally concerned that he is going to be upset with me when he comes back, as I suggested that he go even though I know that it isn't really his kind of thing. We shall see how this turns out!
Monday, March 1, 2010
A Non-Call Month
After 7 months of working unbelievably long weeks and most weekends, Andy started his cardiac rotation today. It is a non-call month, which means that he leaves in the morning at 7:30 and gets home every night about 5:30. This is good. What is better is that he will be home every weekend for the next two months. I think a celebration is in order!
We had a busy, somewhat stressful weekend. After a trip to Wisconsin was cancelled due to a nasty stomach bug at Cathy's house, we spent the weekend playing host to my nephew, Kaden. He came up with a friend to play in a hockey tournament, and Andy went down to become his official hockey servant. After 3 days of running him to games, checking out sporting goods stores, and eating at their favorite restaurants, the boys declared themselves tired on Sunday. Kaden's dad and sister came up for the games on Saturday and Sunday, so Andy got some assistance, but it was still a busy weekend!
On my end, I received a phone call from an old friend on Thursday, stating that she was going to be having her baby on Friday at noon. Her blood pressure was out of control, and there were other issues affecting the baby, so the doctors decided to do a C-section, even though she was only at 34 weeks. After a night filled with worry and prayers, Chris delivered a 3 lb. baby girl on Friday. Baby was on a respirator over night, but was breathing well by Saturday. Mom and baby (and even dad!) are doing well, and Chris is going home today. They are holding baby a while longer, as she has developed a bit of pneumonia. As I understand it, this is fairly common with C-sections and premies, as the fluid wasn't forced out of the lungs as would happen in a vaginal delivery. I am optimistic that Dan and Chris will have their little girl home with them very soon!
As we get closer to spring break on campus, I find myself staring at my thesis work. In my paltry attempts to work on it in my spare time, I have built this project into a veritable mountain. My goal was to have a first chapter completed by spring break, and unless I spend several quality hours each day working, it is not going to happen. Clearly I need to regroup and refocus, breaking it down into smaller pieces. Perhaps then I can conquer this mountain. Or conquer the demon, as I have begun to view it.
A few weeks ago I started swimming at the YMCA 5 days a week. The daily exercise resulted in a more relaxed, more energetic being, and I have found that I really enjoy it. This was a surprise, as I have always done my best to avoid exercise of any kind. However, due to an infection, I have been out of the water for 6 days and I am starting to notice the tension creeping back into my shoulders and the energy draining from my body. I think it's time to ask the doctor if I can go back to the pool.
We had a busy, somewhat stressful weekend. After a trip to Wisconsin was cancelled due to a nasty stomach bug at Cathy's house, we spent the weekend playing host to my nephew, Kaden. He came up with a friend to play in a hockey tournament, and Andy went down to become his official hockey servant. After 3 days of running him to games, checking out sporting goods stores, and eating at their favorite restaurants, the boys declared themselves tired on Sunday. Kaden's dad and sister came up for the games on Saturday and Sunday, so Andy got some assistance, but it was still a busy weekend!
On my end, I received a phone call from an old friend on Thursday, stating that she was going to be having her baby on Friday at noon. Her blood pressure was out of control, and there were other issues affecting the baby, so the doctors decided to do a C-section, even though she was only at 34 weeks. After a night filled with worry and prayers, Chris delivered a 3 lb. baby girl on Friday. Baby was on a respirator over night, but was breathing well by Saturday. Mom and baby (and even dad!) are doing well, and Chris is going home today. They are holding baby a while longer, as she has developed a bit of pneumonia. As I understand it, this is fairly common with C-sections and premies, as the fluid wasn't forced out of the lungs as would happen in a vaginal delivery. I am optimistic that Dan and Chris will have their little girl home with them very soon!
As we get closer to spring break on campus, I find myself staring at my thesis work. In my paltry attempts to work on it in my spare time, I have built this project into a veritable mountain. My goal was to have a first chapter completed by spring break, and unless I spend several quality hours each day working, it is not going to happen. Clearly I need to regroup and refocus, breaking it down into smaller pieces. Perhaps then I can conquer this mountain. Or conquer the demon, as I have begun to view it.
A few weeks ago I started swimming at the YMCA 5 days a week. The daily exercise resulted in a more relaxed, more energetic being, and I have found that I really enjoy it. This was a surprise, as I have always done my best to avoid exercise of any kind. However, due to an infection, I have been out of the water for 6 days and I am starting to notice the tension creeping back into my shoulders and the energy draining from my body. I think it's time to ask the doctor if I can go back to the pool.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Various Viruses
Yesterday afternoon I received an email message from a colleague of mine, imploring me to check out an unfamiliar website in promise of "something really cool." Having received another message of this sort from the same colleague, I was a bit suspicious and did not visit said website. Later on, it was confirmed that it was, once again, a virus that had gotten by the impeccable protection of the University of North Dakota's web security. If any of us paid more than $80/year for our internet connections, we'd probably be outraged. As it is, we just sigh, shake our heads and move on with our lives.
I found this one to be particularly amusing given the fact that we are facing another kind of virus in our house right now. Megan came home from daycare last Friday after vomiting on Janelle (that woman is a saint!) and proceeded to remain sick through early Sunday morning. Thinking all was well, Andy and I went out for Valentine's Day -as planned - with some very good friends. And we proceeded to have a wonderful evening. Nico came home from school very tired on Monday, and by early Tuesday morning he was vomiting as well. I cancelled my classes and office hours on Tuesday to be home with him, and Andy stayed with him on Wednesday. He went back to school Thursday, just in time for me to wake up with an awful headache and stomach ache. Blaming it on the laps I had swam the day before, I ignored it and went to work anyway. I kept telling myself that if I could just make it until 3:30, then it was fine to be sick. At 3:30 my headache had increased from a painful throb over one eye to a painful throb throughout the entire skull. But, since Andy and I had promised the kids we'd take them to Texas Roadhouse for dinner (where they can eat peanuts and make a mess with the shells - they love that part) I downed some ibuprofen and put on a happy face. Partway through dinner, it became clear that I shouldn't be eating anything. After dinner, we ran to Target for a few things, and by the end of our quick shopping trip I had left to sit huddled under a blanket in the car, with the heat on full blast. After an awful night (I'll let you fill in the details) I tore myself from bed long enough to get the kids to daycare and school this morning, then went back to bed until I had to pick them up again. I thought I was feeling better, but it turns out I was wrong.
The saving grace in all of this was that Andy had been gone for most of this, and I was hoping that he would be able to take care of things tomorrow when he was home and I could rest. When I talked to him a few hours ago he was sleeping, and the nurses were checking on him once in a while to be sure he was all right. I am fairly certain that when he gets home tomorrow this little virus will hit him full force.
In other news, Andy is wrapping up his time on OB for this year. He has thoroughly enjoyed it, and while I am excited for him to be home on the weekends for a couple months, I will be sad to see this rotation go. The weekend shifts were awful, but he always liked going to work. In comparison to his days in surgery, this has been heavenly!
Nico's last hockey game of the regular season is tomorrow. He has informed me that it is his favorite day of the year, as he gets to be goalie tomorrow. In March he starts the extended season. As we've been doing hockey several nights a week since the first week in October, I am less than thrilled by this extra season, but Andy and Nico are both excited, so I suppose it is worth it in the end.
Megan's dance recital is coming up on May 15th. We were able to go to Parent's Night a few weeks ago to see their progress. I think it is fortunate that I have always liked the little dancers who panicked on stage or did their own thing, as that is likely to be Megan. She is capable of doing all of the ballet positions they are doing, but she is equally sure that they should be put together in a different routine than the one everyone else is doing. This promises to be an entertaining evening!
I found this one to be particularly amusing given the fact that we are facing another kind of virus in our house right now. Megan came home from daycare last Friday after vomiting on Janelle (that woman is a saint!) and proceeded to remain sick through early Sunday morning. Thinking all was well, Andy and I went out for Valentine's Day -as planned - with some very good friends. And we proceeded to have a wonderful evening. Nico came home from school very tired on Monday, and by early Tuesday morning he was vomiting as well. I cancelled my classes and office hours on Tuesday to be home with him, and Andy stayed with him on Wednesday. He went back to school Thursday, just in time for me to wake up with an awful headache and stomach ache. Blaming it on the laps I had swam the day before, I ignored it and went to work anyway. I kept telling myself that if I could just make it until 3:30, then it was fine to be sick. At 3:30 my headache had increased from a painful throb over one eye to a painful throb throughout the entire skull. But, since Andy and I had promised the kids we'd take them to Texas Roadhouse for dinner (where they can eat peanuts and make a mess with the shells - they love that part) I downed some ibuprofen and put on a happy face. Partway through dinner, it became clear that I shouldn't be eating anything. After dinner, we ran to Target for a few things, and by the end of our quick shopping trip I had left to sit huddled under a blanket in the car, with the heat on full blast. After an awful night (I'll let you fill in the details) I tore myself from bed long enough to get the kids to daycare and school this morning, then went back to bed until I had to pick them up again. I thought I was feeling better, but it turns out I was wrong.
The saving grace in all of this was that Andy had been gone for most of this, and I was hoping that he would be able to take care of things tomorrow when he was home and I could rest. When I talked to him a few hours ago he was sleeping, and the nurses were checking on him once in a while to be sure he was all right. I am fairly certain that when he gets home tomorrow this little virus will hit him full force.
In other news, Andy is wrapping up his time on OB for this year. He has thoroughly enjoyed it, and while I am excited for him to be home on the weekends for a couple months, I will be sad to see this rotation go. The weekend shifts were awful, but he always liked going to work. In comparison to his days in surgery, this has been heavenly!
Nico's last hockey game of the regular season is tomorrow. He has informed me that it is his favorite day of the year, as he gets to be goalie tomorrow. In March he starts the extended season. As we've been doing hockey several nights a week since the first week in October, I am less than thrilled by this extra season, but Andy and Nico are both excited, so I suppose it is worth it in the end.
Megan's dance recital is coming up on May 15th. We were able to go to Parent's Night a few weeks ago to see their progress. I think it is fortunate that I have always liked the little dancers who panicked on stage or did their own thing, as that is likely to be Megan. She is capable of doing all of the ballet positions they are doing, but she is equally sure that they should be put together in a different routine than the one everyone else is doing. This promises to be an entertaining evening!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Blizzards
As we wind down a very, very warm January it was nice to actually see a blizzard worthy of a North Dakota winter this weekend. Megan and Nico enjoyed the day off on Monday, and Andy was home with us for a change. This OB rotation hasn't been as bad as I feared, and in some aspects I even enjoy it. His call days are more often, but when he isn't on call he is home with us. That is a nice change. We see him for 2 days in a row, often during the week, rather than waiting 15 or 16 days for that to happen on his "weekend off." He does one more month of OB, and then is off to do something about cardiac care or critical care, or some other C word. I don't listen that carefully, I guess. The part I am excited about is that it is going to be a non-call month, so he will be home every night and every weekend. I'm not sure what we are going to do with him around so much!
In the beginning of the month Andy started the Biggest Loser with some of the other residents at his clinic. I'm proud to say that he has lost 24 pounds so far, and is doing very well and looking very well! I started the same time and have only lost 3. Apparently this is going to be a harder process than I thought!
I also started my new classes this semester. The study skill sections I am teaching are very different from each other, and that in itself is going to present a challenge. In one group I have students who were looking for extra credits or needed a class to fill in a general ed requirement. They need very little in the way of guidance, and it is a very laid back hour. The other group, however, is a much more needy bunch. For whatever reason, academics has not been a strong point for them, and it is my job to help them make the transition from how they are accustomed to doing things to how they need to do things in order to succeed. Given the time constraints on the class, I am not sure what I am going to be able to accomplish. At this point, I think if I can convince them that they need to be able to set priorities, make schedules, and take responsibility for their own lives - school and personal - then I will call that a success. I'm not sure how much beyond that I'll be able to take it. It would be nice if they walked out having stellar note-taking and reading skills, but I need to remind myself that with this group I need to rethink the skills they are coming in to the classroom with and build on those.
I am taking one class this semester. Dr. Leach, one of my favorite profs, teaches a class called Archaeological Lab methods. My deep affection for the good Doctor, as well as the subject matter, enticed me to take a class that is well beyond my comfort zone. First, I am not a lab person. I have known that since high school when every physic lab I did ended in epic failure. On top of my epic failure history, it is a rule in the lab that you must thoroughly wash your hands before every class and - hold on to your hats people - not put any lotion on after the washing. That in itself is enough to send my OCD into alarm mode. But for 2 weeks I have dutifully washed my hands and tried to ignore the little voice in my head and hands that is screaming for lotion. Finally, we spend most of our time in the lab sorting through small trays of shovels of dirt, looking for things that may have cultural significance. So I did through the dirt and look for artifacts and ecofacts, and in the process my hands get dirty. So not only do I have unlotioned hands, now they are dirty. It is a stressful, stressful 90 minutes! Other than that, I am enjoying the challenge of doing something that I am certainly NOT good at.
Tonight, Andy and I are looking forward to a pinochle battle with our neighbors. If you haven't learned the game, I must insist that you learn. It is good fun!
In the beginning of the month Andy started the Biggest Loser with some of the other residents at his clinic. I'm proud to say that he has lost 24 pounds so far, and is doing very well and looking very well! I started the same time and have only lost 3. Apparently this is going to be a harder process than I thought!
I also started my new classes this semester. The study skill sections I am teaching are very different from each other, and that in itself is going to present a challenge. In one group I have students who were looking for extra credits or needed a class to fill in a general ed requirement. They need very little in the way of guidance, and it is a very laid back hour. The other group, however, is a much more needy bunch. For whatever reason, academics has not been a strong point for them, and it is my job to help them make the transition from how they are accustomed to doing things to how they need to do things in order to succeed. Given the time constraints on the class, I am not sure what I am going to be able to accomplish. At this point, I think if I can convince them that they need to be able to set priorities, make schedules, and take responsibility for their own lives - school and personal - then I will call that a success. I'm not sure how much beyond that I'll be able to take it. It would be nice if they walked out having stellar note-taking and reading skills, but I need to remind myself that with this group I need to rethink the skills they are coming in to the classroom with and build on those.
I am taking one class this semester. Dr. Leach, one of my favorite profs, teaches a class called Archaeological Lab methods. My deep affection for the good Doctor, as well as the subject matter, enticed me to take a class that is well beyond my comfort zone. First, I am not a lab person. I have known that since high school when every physic lab I did ended in epic failure. On top of my epic failure history, it is a rule in the lab that you must thoroughly wash your hands before every class and - hold on to your hats people - not put any lotion on after the washing. That in itself is enough to send my OCD into alarm mode. But for 2 weeks I have dutifully washed my hands and tried to ignore the little voice in my head and hands that is screaming for lotion. Finally, we spend most of our time in the lab sorting through small trays of shovels of dirt, looking for things that may have cultural significance. So I did through the dirt and look for artifacts and ecofacts, and in the process my hands get dirty. So not only do I have unlotioned hands, now they are dirty. It is a stressful, stressful 90 minutes! Other than that, I am enjoying the challenge of doing something that I am certainly NOT good at.
Tonight, Andy and I are looking forward to a pinochle battle with our neighbors. If you haven't learned the game, I must insist that you learn. It is good fun!
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