Until I turn 30. Woohoo! I think I am ready to leave my twenties behind. They have been good to me and I hope that I have grown in wisdom, if not size over the past 10 years. So let's have a rundown of what each year has taught me or what I remember from that year.
20: I was a junior at Vandy. I had sworn off of men after some emotionally draining relationships and was trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life. I was a very half-hearted bio major without much desire to really pursue medicine. I decided to add on an art history minor, which was a great decision, because it led me to the summer in which I turned...
21: ...in Edinburgh, Scotland. I spent a wonderful summer traveling in England, France and Scotland while taking art classes for my minor. It was one of those summers where you had no money to do anything but to walk the heels off your shoes and search for cheap/free entertainment and food. I got accepted to my med school, graduated from Vandy, left the dearest friends of my life and spent year...
22: ...trying not to fail biochemistry. Med school was totally like high school all over again with the cool kids, the gunners, the slackers and except that everyone is crazy smart. Luckily, our class was pretty cool and I made some great friends during that time...
23: The Year of the Bad Relationship. I like to fix things. That is why I like being a pediatrician. Unfortunately, while I can "fix" an ear infection or a rash, I can't fix people. Good guy, bad fit. And my American innocence was shattered after 9/11. I was in class on the first day nephrology lecture when our professor announced what had happened. My roommate and I spent 3 days glued to CNN and marveling at a sky without any airplanes flying overhead...
24: Laissez le bontemps roulez... I was in my first year of clinical rotations, the third year of med school. Sleepless nights, constantly trying to impress people and discovering that I love pediatrics. I loved everything about it, except for the low pay (relatively). It was a fun but tiring year, unlike year...
25: ...where I spent the better part of the year either slacking off from classes, interviewing for residency, traveling or working on our 4th year musical. My senioritis started somewhere in October and didn't let up. I was all set to move to Chapel Hill for residency, when I met my darling husband-to-be over Christmas break and had to make a leap of faith over staying with him or continuing with my plans to leave. I chose him and haven't looked back since...
26: ...I got engaged! My most vivid memory of that period was refusing to get my ring resized at first (it was too big) and putting some nasty medical tape on the inside of the ring to make it fit. I still remember staring at the ring as I fell asleep. I think I may have started residency and planned a wedding or something, too...
27: ...I got married, went on the best honeymoon to Napa ever and deepened my great friendship with my residency compatriots. Someone once described it like boot camp, only harder and they were right. And I got found out I was pregnant right before I turned...
28: ...I love the Kid, but I hated being pregnant. All I can say is that I threw up almost every day for 34 weeks, no joking. That and the no wine thing don't make me eager to repeat it soon. I gave birth and bought a house and moved and graduated residency and started a real job within the span of 4 months. Yo soy loco en la cabeza...
29: I am not quite through with this year yet, but it has been entertaining, at least. I am learning to juggle the whole wife, mommy, working (my first "real" job), homeowner, responsible citizen thing and I am better on some days than others. I will say that being an adult sucks sometimes (although I love my accountant and the IRS right now) but I like feeling a little more aware of what I want to do with my life.
What do I have to look forward to on the flip side of 30? I can't wait!
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