Week Four: The Hump

I'm a little late in writing this blog, since it's already almost through week five already. I think that this is because week four truly did feel like the "hump" to get over and, in my slump, there didn't feel like a lot to write about. We're smack-dab in the middle of our rotation, and last week was definitely the hardest due to a lack of spending time with Bobby. I was scheduled almost all night shifts at Ann Taylor, and he was called in to work all weekend. We spent soooo much time together in Syracuse, so not seeing him feels like tearing the roots of a tree out of the ground, except the soil is my heart. (I've been reading "Breaking Dawn", hence the melodramatic simile)
I did get to see him Sunday night for a few hours and Monday morning when we had our "date" to the dentist's office. It was GREAT! I read magazines and drank gourmet coffee, talked to an old guy (with dentures that kept wanting to shoot out of his mouth) about the history of the Erie Canal. I joked around with the receptionist about the "Bird Man" who has a menagerie in his house and lives down the street from us. Meanwhile, Bobby was getting a major headache from the hygienist scraping plaque off his teeth, while stuck watching "The View", and eventually was told that he has an enormo amount of cavities! Thankfully, our first visit (X-Rays included) was all free! We'll wait and get a second opinion on his cavity situation.
[Minor Commentary on the Twighlight series: The author is obviously creating her dream reality, but at the same time, this reality reflects her real-life experiences: falling in love, and having a baby. In the book, it seems that she exaggerates about how wonderful it all is, but in a way, because words are so trite, you need to exaggerate to capture the "magic" of loving someone and having a child. I do look at my husband over and over and think how beautiful he is to me, like Bella does with Edward EVERY OTHER SENTENCE. I wonder how many women that I know have experienced an increased desire to have a baby due to the revelation of the joy/love that experience brings as described in those books. I know that reading the book, combined with friends of mine having children (Liberty!), has made me appreciate more what a gift it is.]
So, I got over the hump, because you do. Plus, I'm trying to embrace these slow, more purposeless days, and enjoy the quiet relaxation of them, instead of feeling pressured to find something meaningful to plug myself into and then guilty when I don't. I could and perhaps should volunteer though, and run...my body is getting weak.
Another semi-highlight of hump week was the impromptu road trip that Jamie took Kristen and I on to eat lunch in Buffalo at the bar/restaurant that created the original "Buffalo Wings"! Mom in the family who owned a restaurant didn't want some chicken to go to waste + her son and friends were hungry + some left over corn oil (?) = Buffalo Wings! Jamie is good about being spontaneous and appreciating the little activities that are at our fingertips every day. Plus, he doesn't mind driving long distances. Once, he drove 5 hours to NYC just for lunch!
Well, all this talk of Buffalo Wings is making me hungry, and there are some more in the fridge....
Later
oh, and Bobby is doing GREAT! He pumped a pediatric case this week, which requires more precision. He seems so strong to me...never complaining, hardly ever in a bad mood, and enthusiastic to share his days with me. He had a minute of a slump too though this weekend, because of working sooo much, and then having some of the patients die. It's got to be hard when you see a ton of money, as well as hours and hours of weekend time, and emotions all being spent by multiple people for what seems like nothing, because the patient dies. He knows that it's part of the job and, as long as he's not making an error that leads to their death, I don't think it'll weigh on him for too long. We'll see. Death is something that we can't quite reconcile, but shouldn't ignore.